Oliver finished setting the table for dinner, bringing out the best bottle of wine he had, but also setting out glasses for ice water, just in case. He tried to ignore the way his stomach tightened at the thought of meeting Chloe's dad.

He couldn't imagine the other man would be very happy with him, considering he'd married his only daughter without so much as having met Gabe Sullivan. Wincing a little, he rubbed his hand over the back of his neck, holding his breath as he heard the elevator ascending to the suite.