“After you.”
“Oh, no, I’m—”
He scooped me up, and I squealed as he tossed me into the deep end.
“David!” I swiped hair out of my eyes just as he landed a few feet away.
He resurfaced, whipping his hair away from his face. “We needed to hit the reset button,” he said.
“It’s cold,” I whined but made no move to get out.
“You’ll survive.”
I laughed. “Thanks for going running with my dad, by the way.”
“I wanted to,” he said, swimming backward. “He’s in great shape.”
“What’d you guys talk about?”
“Not much. We mostly ran.”
I smiled to myself.
He jutted his chin at me. “What?”
“I was just trying to picture Bill running with my dad. That would never happen.”
“Your dad said the same thing.”
“He likes you,” I said.
David grinned wide, showing off all his teeth.
“I see that makes you happy,” I observed with a giggle.
“His approval is the only one that means anything to me,” he said.
I cocked my head. “Only his? Not my friends’? My mom’s?”
He swam closer to me, his agile limbs cutting through the water like knives through butter. “Only his.”
I wished it were as simple as that. Not everyone approved of us, and it wasn’t easy to just forget that or move on. “The other night, at dinner, you said you spoke to Andrew.”
David nodded. “Yeah.”
When he didn’t continue, I had a feeling there was a reason. I glanced away. “What else did he say? Anything about Lucy?”
David followed my gaze across the backyard. “In a nutshell, Andrew’s loyalty lies with Bill. I can respect that. He’ll talk to Lucy, but she’s pissed. At both of us.”
“I thought I would’ve heard from her by now,” I said. “It’s been a week since I told her.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I really am.” He pushed a hand through his inky wet hair. “Maybe you should try calling her.”
I nodded. “Maybe.”
“Andrew also said that Lucy and Gretchen are on the outs, but he didn’t elaborate.”
I gave him a knowing smile. “It’s probably because Gretchen told Dani to go to hell on the phone the other night.”
