Leo smiled again, settling in just a bit closer as they drove on.

The restaurant wasn't especially busy that night, but it was definitely a desirable spot, and Leo was glad he'd made a reservation. It was always nice to just walk right in and be seated at a good table. As much as his father upset him, he couldn't pretend there weren't perks to the Rooks name.

"Can I get you a bottle of wine?" their server offered.

Leo glanced at Eliot, nodding at the menu. "Get whatever you think's best. You know I've no taste when it comes to drinking."