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I expect him to laugh, but he nods. “Not many men are.”
I toss him a smile. “I’ll wait to order until Berk arrives. I’m a touch early so I’ll start with a glass of sparkling water.”
“If it’s a special occasion, I’m more than happy to send over a bottle of champagne.” He pauses. “On the house, of course. The entire dinner is on the house.”
“That’s not necessary, Tony.”
“You saved a life in here,” he reminds me of something I’ll never forget. “That doesn’t happen every day.”
I spot Berk on the approach so I motion toward him. “There’s my cousin now.”
I stand to greet him. As usual, he goes for an embrace. I welcome it tonight as I always do.
He pats my cheek. “It’s good to see you, Gaines.”
“The genes in your family are next level.” Tony chuckles. “What can I get you to drink, sir? Are you a Morgan too?”
“Berk Morgan.” Berk offers his hand to Tony. “I understand my cousin saved a life here.”
“It was like something out a movie.” Tony takes Berk’s hand. “Being a witness to that sure does change your outlook on life.”
Berk jerks a thumb toward me. “They’ll write books about him one day.”
“Enough!” I raise both hands in the air as I smile. “I’m hungry. Let’s sit.”
Tony nods. “Champagne for you, Berk?”
I already know how he’ll respond. “I won’t turn that down.”
“I’ll bring the bottle.” He sprints toward the bar.
Berk adjusts his suit jacket as she takes a seat across from me. “That guy loves you.”
“That guy is grateful that Daxton didn’t die in that spot over there.”
Berk looks me over. “What was that like? In that moment, when you saw him on the floor, what exactly goes through you mind?”
I lean back in my chair. “My training kicks in.”
“Sure, but there’s more to it than that,” he presses. “Do you panic at all? Is there any fear? Or is to more a challenge?”
All of that exists in the moment when you’re faced with someone dying in front of you, so I nod. “It’s hard to describe.”
“Try,” he insists. “I’ve always wondered about that. When Stevie has a nosebleed I fucking feel like the world is about to end.”
We both chuckle.
“I meant what I said to Tony.” He points at my suit jacket. “You always look like a million bucks. You’re single. You’re rich as fuck, and you’re a life-saving cardiologist. Give me the word, and I’ll get Sinclair a contract to write your autobiography.”
I know it’s her job, but I’ll never be her subject.
I don’t address that, though, I skip past it all to hone in on the reason I asked him here. I might as well take the step since he just opened the door for me.
“I’m not single, Berk.”
Technically, I am, but I’m madly in love with Eloise. I want a future with her and that begins with telling her about my past, and sharing my love for her with my family.
“You’re not single?” His brows pinch together.
