“I’d love to,” Zach enthused “She sounds adorable. She’s lucky to have an uncle like you.” He was thrilled that he was being folded into Flynn’s life, and he wasn’t inclined to stop it from happening. He’d been paying attention.
“She’s my goddaughter, technically, but Callie says I’m Uncle Flynn and honestly… you have no idea how happy that makes me.” Flynn said, smiling to himself. “Do you have… siblings, or? Wow, I should know that by now.”
Zach chuckled. “I’m an only child of an only child, which I think is why my grandma is so protective of me. She’s only got the one grandson to be protective of.”
“I like her,” Flynn said. “She was looking out for you, and forme, too. I know this is… inconvenient, but… she meant well.”
“So far I’m not really feeling the inconvenience,” Zach admitted. Was it a little weird to marry a stranger? Sure. But it was working out well, and the stranger had turned out to be a sweetheart.
He’d landed on his feet, as far as he was concerned.
“Me neither,” Flynn admitted, fingers stroking the neck of his beer bottle. Zach was starting to get the impression that he was the kind of man who just…touched. Touched everything, all the time.
Zach wanted that, too. He knew it waswaytoo much to ask, and he knew Flynn was straight and wouldn’t be interested, but… he wanted it all the same.
Which was fine. He’d just had his heart broken, and spending time with Flynn was stitching it back together neatly. Flynn wouldn’t break his heart, because he wasn’t interested in the first place.
Zach could bask in his presence, and let it heal all the sore parts of him, and not worry that he’d get hurt all over again. As long as he remembered that they’d only ever be friends.
Flynn, above all his other good qualities, wassafe.
