Chapter 3

“Yes.”

“I’ll cut a few slices then.”

“You don’t have to do that,” Makai was quick to reply, stirring the cheesy noodles as he removed it from the stove. Everything about the night needed to be perfect, and having Nolan help with dinner hadn’t exactly been on his list. “You should sit, enjoy yourself.”

With the loaf in one, Nolan paused, placing his other hand on the small of Makai’s back. He left a kiss on Makai’s cheek. “I love to help, if that’s okay. It means more time with you.”

That nervous flutter graced Makai with its presence once again. How, he wondered, had he gotten so lucky? “Okay, but only if you’re sure.”

“Of course I am.”