The first thing he noticed was the quietness of the small restaurant. The second thing was that every table seemed to have only two people. Couples. Some cozied up to each other, talking intimately, while others sat across from each other holding hands.
Low-level lights hung above each round table, covered in pale blue tablecloths. Candles in glass hurricanes stood in the center of each. The far wall consisted of a giant aquarium filled with a variety of tropical fish, while antique ship’s wheels dotted the opposite wall. Soft music poured from hidden speakers as the two men followed the hostess to a corner booth.
Chad and Jeff slid in across from each other, but the U-shaped booth allowed them to move closer to each other if they wanted. Without looking at Jeff, Chad chose to do exactly
