His heart skipped a beat when she answered. "Hey, Wolfy! The house just told me you'll be home for lunch. I was going to have leftovers. Should I prepare a proper meal for you?"
"Hi, Sweetheart. Would you believe me if I told you I got nervous waiting for you to pick up the phone?" He answered with a grin.
"No."
He sighed, "Sweaty palms as evidence. If there's enough for two then I'd love to join you for lunch."
"Great! I was just about to roast you for not answering my question. I see your ETA is in 20 minutes."
Nathaniel grinned. "Yes. Would your schedule allow for an exceptionally long lunch?"
"Maybe."
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"Will, are you okay?" Amber put her hand on his arm.
Will looked at her hand on his arm and then into her eyes. "Yes, I just realized that I now have to clear that party with Uncle Nate."
Amber nodded before her eyes went wide, "Goddess, your Uncle Nate is Mr. Woodcombe?! How did I miss that? You practically look like his son." Her palm hit her face.
