I apologize for the delay in coming; I was unable to blame David for it. Even though I was furious with him for bringing us to dinner 20 minutes late, I understood that he was only acting like a good friend.

Christopher gives me a little smile and says, "It's okay, I know who's to blame." I follow his gaze across the booth and notice that he's giving David a sly glance.

David raises his palms. "Well, I wasn't entirely to blame," David says, glancing between Christopher and William. To be honest, the way he appears right now simply serves to highlight the fact that he is solely to blame....