Tommy froze.
“We’re, ” he started.
But she waved him off.
“Adorable, you two,” she said. “You look very happy together.”
The door slid shut before either of them could respond.
Silence rushed back in.
Tommy stared out at the dark yard.
“You didn’t correct her,” he said after a moment.
Chase leaned back against the railing.
“Neither did you.”
Tommy huffed softly.
“Yeah. I was surprised.”
“So was I.”
Another quiet beat passed.
“That could’ve been awkward,” Tommy muttered.
“It probably should’ve been,” Chase admitted.
Tommy glanced at him.
“But?” he asked.
Chase’s gaze drifted back to the yard.
“But it didn’t feel wrong.”
Tommy’s chest tightened.
“You barely know what this is,” he said carefully.
“I know what it isn’t.”
Tommy waited.
“It doesn’t feel casual,” Chase said. “Not the way tonight started. Not the way you look at him.”
Tommy’s expression softened despite himself.
“And what does that have to do with you?” he asked.
Chase smiled faintly.
“Honestly?” he said. “I’m still figuring that out.”
Tommy snorted quietly.
