David's POV.

I grin as I watch Nathan walk through the aisle to get to my side. My eyes take him in and he looks to be in good shape.

Lean but powerfully built. He cut his brunette hair like the military and his designer suit hugs his form well. He wags his brow at me and I utter. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

He stretches his hand and shakes me. He sits by my right and shrugs.

“Dad’s sick. So I’m back to take care of his company. Man's getting old and you know I can’t ...