Zechariah’s lips gleamed on a concerned face.

Now, what he was concerned about …

He put both hands on Elijah’s arms and squeezed affectionately, gaze fond.

“I am the luckiest man to have you.”

… In his life, in a general sense. That was obvious, surely.

“We will talk more after someone is tending to her.”

Before she can escape.

“Thank you, Elijah,” he said, finally releasing his intimate grip.

With that, he turned back to his search for Mr. Benjamin.