“C-Carson, have you had your lunch yet?”
Carson stared at Jonas in a rather intense manner. “Not yet, Mr. Knight.”
Jonas bit his lower lip as he struggled to get the next words out of his mouth. “J-just call me Jonas or…uh, Joe.”
Carson was quiet for what felt like an eternity, and Jonas almost squirmed a little in his seat. “Are you sure?”
Jonas nodded slowly. “Yes, I am.”
In the next instant, Carson grinned widely at Jonas. “Okay then, Joe.”
Jonas could feel the heat of embarrassment rushing up his neck and cheeks upon hearing the familiar nickname coming out of Carson’s mouth. It reminded him of those precious and intimate moments from a distant past. Back when they had been lovers. However, he quickly regained some of his composure and beamed at Carson.
“Why don’t you have a seat next to me and accompany me for lunch?”
Carson appeared to hesitate. “Will that be all right?”