Page 65

“And he happened to see the cops here the other night.” Trevor adds. “That’s all it was. He helped us out with the police. So we talked.”

“I’d rather Trevor talk to Liam than one of his teenaged brained friends, Heath.”

“It doesn’t matter who you have in your corner, son. It doesn’t change that you made poor decisions on more than one account.”

Trevor nods. “I agree with you one hundred percent.” When Trevor looks at me, I give him a small smile, telling him to go back to his room. Once Jenna sees her brother retreating to his room, she does the same.

When Liam hears the double clicking for the doors, he gives his complete attention to Heath. “Listen, Trevor is your son. I have two boys of my own. I know how difficult raising kids can be, and I know that sometimes it takes more than just the parents to help. That’s all I was doing.”

“He’s an open mind, Heath. That’s all he is.”

Heath runs his hand through his hair before dropping it and taking a deep breath. “Fuck, Whit,” he sounds exasperated, “I’m so sorry.” He shakes his head, “You’re right, that wasn’t me. That’s not even me on my worst day. It was uncalled for. It’s just–” he stops himself. “Working out of town, then finding out about Trev, it all just built up. I exploded, and I’m sorry.” His eyes flick to Liam then back to me. “I hate that I wasn’t here. I want to be the one to guide my son.”

“I understand the frustrations.”

“The seven-hour drive didn’t help.”

“I get that too.”

He turns to Liam and sticks out his hand. “Thank you, Liam,” he chokes.

With a swift shake, they both drop hands. “No problem.”

“I’ll be by in the morning to grab Trevor and take him down to the station. Once we’re done, I’ll swing by and grab Harper. Unless you want to keep her.”

“No, you can take her. She has more room with you than with me. But I’d like to visit her more if that’s all right.”

“It’s always all right,” he says with a faint smile on his lips.