Chapter 27

“I guess it’s a good thing I brought everything I thought I might need.”

Edwin eyed the Trader Joe’s bags at Carson’s feet. “It looks like you brought everything you might need for the next week.”

“I wanted to be sure you had a good meal.”

“I thought we were just going to have steaks?”

“Yes, but not by themselves. You need a good appetizer, a side dish, a salad, and a decent dessert. Not to mention the wine.”

Edwin folded his arms. “You’re a foodie?”

“You could say that.”

“You do this for a living?”

“People have paid me for my expertise, yes.”

“You’re too young to have expertise.”

“You do realize I’m twenty-six?”

“You do realize that if I had a child when I was your age, he’d be old enough to drink now, right?”

Carson shook his head and began unloading his groceries. Edwin was right about the amount of food he had bought—easily enough to feed an entire dinner party. He laid out the various packages in an orderly way. “I don’t know why you do that.”