“You know what I’m asking.”
“He’s…processing. He knew the two of you were friends, but I guess he hadn’t seen what the rest of us had.”
The what?“What did you see?”
“The way you look at each other. I’ve been waiting for one of you to admit something was going on. I just didn’t expect it to be so public.”
“It’s not like we kissed in the middle of the dance floor.”
“Oh, I know.” Her laughter softens, and I wish I was there to have this discussion in person. Until she adds, “It was way more intimate than that.”
“Shit.”
“Don’t stress about it. Easton will come around.”
“There’s nothing to come around to.”Not yet.
“Okay, Dad. Keep telling yourself that.”
“Thanks, I will.”
“God, you’re hopeless. Talk to her.”
“I’ve gotta go. I’ve got a call waiting.”
“And you wonder how I knew you had feelings for Keeley. You’re the worst liar.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Daaad.”
“Okay. Okay. What can I do to help with Easton? Do you think I should talk to him?”
“Only if you have a death wish.”
“Jesus.” I mouth the word fuck and run a hand through my hair, blowing out a breath.
“I’m kidding. Talking to him is a good idea. Just give him a couple of days to cool off.”
“A couple of days. Got it.”
Paige giggles while I close my eyes. “Will you be home later today?” she asks, making me perk up.
“I will.”
“Good. I can bring Isaac around if you like?”
“I’d love that. I’m heading home in the next hour.”
“Good. I’ll see you later on.”
“Thanks, Paige.”
“Love you, Dad.”
“Love you too, Kid.”
I hang up and blow out another breath before collapsing into my desk chair and staring at my computer screen for the next twenty minutes.
