I fidgeted against him, sucking in a breath when he pressed his chest against my boobs.
I put a finger over his lips and shook my head. “We’re not alone, remember?”
He straightened up. “No, actually. It happens to me all the time when I’m with you. I forget there’s anyone else around.”
I completely swooned, but then Jeremy’s voice broke the magic. “Dad!” he exclaimed.
“Let’s go help him. Are you sure you want him to spend the night here?” Griffin asked.
I nodded. “Yes. I’d love that.”
His eyes changed. They softened somehow, but I couldn’t quite understand why. Taking my hand, he led me to the trio. “Hey, guys. Phoebe and I were talking, and we don’t have any plans. We’d love for Jeremy to spend the night here, if you’re good with it.”
“Yes! I told you, Griffin loves me.”
“Of course I do, buddy,” he said, and Jeremy ran straight to him. He wrapped his arms around Griffin’s torso as if he wanted to grab as much of him as possible. That was so cute.
Duncan looked straight at me. “And that’s okay with you?”
I nodded. “Yes, of course. I was thinking we could have a movie night.”
“Yes!” Jeremy pumped his fist in the air. “You’re my favorite person. I love movie nights.”
I looked at Duncan for a sign that I’d committed some sort of faux pas. For all I knew, maybe Jeremy had a TV curfew.
Duncan just laughed. “I see you’re hitting it off, so we can’t say no.” He looked at Riley, who was smiling.
“Then it’s settled,” Griffin said.
Jeremy was still hugging him. “I’m going to make a list of what I want to buy. Where can I find a pen and paper?”
“On the kitchen counter.”
“Okay. Bye, Dad.” He didn’t even wave at his father before darting toward the kitchen.
“Thank you for doing this,” Duncan said.
“If anything happens or you need help, just call us,” Riley added.
“We’ve got this,” Griffin said. “You two have fun.”
“Yes, we will,” Duncan said before turning to his fiancée. “I’m taking you out on a date.”
Riley smiled even wider. “Sounds like my kind of Saturday night.”
As we walked them to the door, Duncan kept giving us tips about Jeremy’s nighttime routine.
Griffin frowned. “Dude, come on. It’ll work out. Don’t stress too much. I’ll call if we forget something.”
“How will you know if you’re forgetting anything?” Duncan asked.
“You have zero trust in me. He has sleepovers with Knox and Finn all the time.”
“It’ll be his first one with you.”
Oh, that explains the very detailed instructions.
“Duncan,” I said, “we probably won’t remember all the steps. How about we call you later this evening? Or you can text the instructions if it makes you feel better.”
