Chapter 20

“You’re a special man, Ben Behr. If it makes any difference, you make me happy.” His hand on my arm tightened like he was giving me a tiny hug.

Damn. See? His hand hug made me question whether I was all that straight. Shit, I wanted to throw my arms around him and give him a real hug. Not a bro hug for fuck’s sake.

While I was grinning and tapping my feet, Mitch leaned in and said, “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

He gestured over my shoulder. One of the waiters danced up and plopped a piece of lemon meringue pie in front of me. I looked at Mitch and raised my eyebrows. Was the pie my surprise?

“This is where your brother Connor is going to work!”

Oh yeah. And who should appear but my brother. Dressed in elaborate chef’s whites. Suddenly everyone stopped singing and started clapping. Con, in true Con fashion, turned and bowed. Then he plunked himself down at our table, and the sing-along started up again.