I sighed and closed the fridge door. Laz sat, eating his dinosaur cereal, an empty milk carton beside him.
“Order in,” Enzo muttered, moving past me. I watched him head in the direction of his office, so I darted off after him.
“Hey,” I called out once we were inside.
“What?” He settled behind his desk and turned on his computer.
“About Rosalie… Thank you, man. I don’t know how I could ever repay you.”
He waved me off. “Just be happy. Don’t fuck anything up. That’s all I want.”
I studied him, noting he was withdrawn.
“I don’t hate you, Enzo,” I murmured, going to him. “You’re my best friend.”
“You’re mine, too,” he said, giving me a sad smile. “You and E.”
I nodded. “I just… I love her, you know? I know I’m too attached and can be a pain in the ass, but she’s it for me. I have this chance I’ve always wanted. The last thing I want to do is hurt you… And I know you’re hurting.”
“Cole, I’ll be OK,” he said. “I promise.”
I shook my head. “I don’t accept that. You want her.”
“I’m OK,” he repeated.
“Enzo.”
“Cole.”
“Stop being such a stubborn asshole. She said you guys got along on the flight back.”
“If you mean got along because she put on a headset and sleeping mask and we didn’t speak the entire time, then yes. We got along.”
I frowned. “No talking at all?”
“None.” He shook his head. “But I went there for you. Not for me. I’m good with it, man. I promise. Go get your girl some breakfast. Get that baby big and strong, and keep your family safe. If you do those things, it’ll make me happy.”
I hesitated for a moment before I went to my knees next to his office chair.
“Enzo?”
“Yeah?”
“Is there hope for you and her?”
He stopped rifling through the papers on his desk and sighed.
“I don’t know, Cole. I’m just… I don’t know.”
“Will you try?”
He was quiet for a moment. “I don’t know how.”
I frowned. “Just be nice to her.”
He nodded. “I can do that.”
“And then kiss her,” I said softly.
