He gulped and finally said, “I’m moving to Boston.”
CHAPTER 24
RACHEL
Gavin was moving? Gavin was moving?
Whatever she thought could’ve happened after his appearance didn’t hold half a candle to this.
Boston was much, much worse than anything she could’ve cooked up with her imagination.
So much worse. The worst.
Moving across the country meant rehashing custody agreements, child support, explanations to the boys.
Rachel couldn’t seem to get her limbs to move.
“What?” Rachel finally asked. “What’s in Boston?”
“Dakota.”
“Dakota?” Now she was just repeating him, and that was ridiculous. “Dakota lives in Denver.”
“She’s opening a gallery in Boston.”
Why Boston? Couldn’t she get animal inspiration anywhere? And Rachel happened to know for certain that there were plenty of bathtubs to use for inspiration in Colorado. Animals, too. Loads of animals and bathtubs. Dakota didn’t need Boston when she could have the Rockies.
“But your family is in Denver. The boys are in Denver,” Rachel said, instead of the other stuff that she was thinking but was best left unsaid.
Thank goodness she hadn’t dropped her filter in the midst of this ridiculousness.
Yes, his family was the obvious reason he should stay, but it also seemed that in this case, the obvious was the most pertinent.
“How do you feel about bringing them to Boston?” Gavin asked, glancing up at her with Brady’s same piercing eyes full of hope.
“For a visit?” It would totally wreck her schedule, honestly. Even if Travis agreed to fly them out in the company plane.
Wait.
That look on Gavin’s face. Shit.
He didn’t mean a visit.
“You don’t mean for a visit,” she clarified, sitting on the leather sofa because her legs didn’t seem to be able to hold her up anymore.
Her face had turned numb.
Damn. Dammit. No, he didn’t mean for a visit.
She gripped the edges of the cushion. “I feel like you’ve lost your mind to even ask me that.”
“Okay.” He ran his hands through his hair. “This is okay. We’ll just have to adjust our schedule with them. They can fly out to Boston a few times a year.” His voice got pitchy.
She got splotchy when she got upset. His voice got pitchy.
“Your job is in Denver.” Rachel could not believe this was happening. He couldn’t be serious, asking her to uproot their kids to move across the country.
He paced. Again. “I can work virtually, like you do.”
