Chapter 18

“You brought wine?”

“Now you know, darling, how fussy I am about my wine; so I brought some over just in case your selection wasn’t up to par.” Caleb looked as if he were granting Jim a great boon by providing a bottle.

Jim didn’t know if he was pissed or pleased. He called Caleb to the table only fifteen minutes past his intended serving time of five-thirty. Once seated, Jim passed Caleb some stuffed mushrooms.

“They do look delightful, Jim. Perhaps I’ll try just one.”

“Only one? I guarantee you’ll just love the stuffing,” Jim gushed a bit.

“Oh, then I’ll have a few and just eat the insides. I don’t do mushrooms as a rule. I should have told you that.” Caleb looked over at Jim, his eyes afire with desire.