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Layla looks pleased. “And Gabe?”

“Hmm?” I say, my eyes still on the road.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Just being you.”

“My pleasure,” I tell her, feeling happy. Sliding my hand across the console, I take her hand in mine, linking our fingers together. I think I’ve found her. My soulmate.

CHAPTER 15

GABE

“Dad! Where are you?” Kyra calls out.

“Right here,” I call back, walking down the hall. Kyra said she was stopping by. I told her to bring her boyfriend. We’ll see if she did.

Coming around the corner, I see Kyra. And then I see a teenage boy who’s taller than my daughter and needs a haircut. This must be Cooper. “Kyra, who’s your friend?”

She rolls her eyes at me. “Dad, this is Cooper. Cooper, this is Gabe. My dad.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Goldwyn,” Cooper says. “I’m a big fan.”

I smile as Kyra rolls her eyes again. “Nice to meet you. That’s great to hear. Care for anything to drink?” I ask.

Cooper turns to Kyra. Then Kyra pipes up. “Let’s raid my dad’s kitchen.”

“Anything is fair game. Except alcohol.” I keep bottles of Layla’s favorite wine for when she’s here. I laugh softly. I can practically hear Kyra’s groan from here. Teenagers. “Your brother stopping by?”

She and Cooper pop into the living room, drinks in hand. “I’m not sure. He didn’t say.”

“If you see him, let him know I said to stop by.”

“I will, Dad. You know you can text him.”

Of course I know that.

“My son tells me you play baseball.”

“I do. Hoping to play college ball,” he tells me, gripping his drink nervously

“That’s a good goal to have. Have you talked to any scouts? Been in talks with recruiters?”

“I have. My parents are helping me weed through the legit offers.”

“That’s good. Let me know if you need me to assist. I’m happy to help,” I offer.

“Thank you, Mr. Goldwyn.”

“Gabe, please.”

“Gabe.”

The next few minutes, Cooper and I chat about baseball. Much to the detriment of Kyra, who looks bored. At least she has her phone. Then, all of the sudden she gets up. “We need to go. I forgot that I told Mom I’d be home by 4:30.”

“I can drop you off. Cooper, too.”