Chapter 6“All in all you would say it was a good day then?” Nicolaj asked. The frying pan on the stove sizzled, the butter he dropped inside melted. He swirled it around, lowering the heat with his other hand. As promised, slices of bread awaited an egg bath, his signature spices already mixed in. “Nothing of interest to mention?”
“Nah, I mean, aside from Nevaeh’s tumble it was an ordinary day,” Westley answered.
With his back to the man he loved, Nicolaj momentarily clenched his jaw. He’d hoped for a glimmer of truth, not a lie. After closing up his shop earlier he’d stepped outside to join Westley on the walk down their driveway to the Victorian they shared. Danvers greeted him first, and when he sought out Westley a short distance behind the dog he realized something was off about his
