I sip my coffee. His words are freaking me out. “That’s some heavy shit, Cody.”
“It is. Doesn’t mean it’s not true.”
“That makes all this preordained or something?”
“Not preordained, just, I don’t know, guess you’ve got a guardian angel.”
“And Ryan’s roped you into being mine, is that it?”
He shrugs. “So, now you’re here.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m glad, but Sonny’s? Maybe I can help find you something better.”
“I don’t need you to do that. Really. I can make my own choices, Cody.”
He sees he’s touched a nerve and lets it slide. Our food arrives, and we dig in.
“Want to try this steak? It’s really good,” he says around a mouthful, and I giggle.
“I’ll take your word for it.”
“Who’s watchin’ your son?”
“Marnie’s mother, if you can believe that.”
“Marnie from Sonny’s?”
“Yep. She’s been a godsend. Tucker just loves her.”
“She spends the night?”
“Yes, it’s only three nights a week, so it works out.”
“Guess that’s one good thing about that job, huh?”
I nod.
“When do you have to be back?”
“They usually sleep until 6:30.” I check the time. It’s 5am.
Cody checks the time as well. “So, we’ve got about an hour and a half. You want to take a ride with me on the bike? I know a pretty place we can watch the sunrise.” He leans and looks under the table. “You’ve got boots on with those jeans. Look at you, all ready to ride.”
I laugh. “Hardly.”
“Ever been on a bike?”
“Nope.”
“Bet I get you hooked with one ride,” he boasts.
I scoff. “That’s a big claim.”
“I’m that sure.”
“All right. But I’ve got to be back in time.”
