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They stared at each other.
I didn’t move.
They kept staring at each other.
I stayed put.
They continued staring at each other.
I loved Luna, but I wanted to know who’d texted me.
And anyway, someone had to help her defend her boundaries, and as her best bitch, that was my job.
“Right, Dream, Luna said what Luna had to say, and part of that was she can’t do this here. So if you have more to say, text her and set up a time to say it.”
Dream looked at me, muttered, “Whatever,” and wandered out.
As she went, Dusk waved at us from his place at her back before he did that cute kid thing of smooching his splayed hand and flinging it out to throw kisses.
Luna and I watched her leave, and although neither of us was in the mood after that confrontation, since that wasn’t Dusk’s fault, we both threw kisses back.
When Dream and her brood were out of sight, Luna turned to me. “Whoa. That was easy.”
“I think the intervention worked, kinda sorta,” I remarked. “I still don’t get why she blames you for everything.”
“I don’t know, and I’ve been putting up with it all my life. Though, it’s gotten worse lately.”
We both stood and contemplated this until we heard Tex shout, “What do you mean you don’t have cinnamon syrup? What kind of operation is this?”
We then smiled at each other, because he was loud, but he was hilarious, and it was fun having him around.
After we stopped smiling, I dug out my phone.
My heart started beating faster when I saw who the text was from.
“Dad,” I said to Luna.
She crowded close, and we read it.
Happy to give you time, darlin’. But Deb and me were shopping at this outdoor mall close to our hotel and I saw an ice cream joint. Thought I could buy my girl an ice cream. Just you and me, unless you want someone with you.
Which meant, he wasn’t going to bring Deb.
I felt bad for pointing in her face and getting in her shit last night.
But I had my own shit to deal with first.
My dad…
And ice cream.
I texted back,I think that’s Frost. 4:30?
And Luna asked, “Are you sure?”
I looked at her, “I’m nineteen-years-and-counting-for-us-to-be-beyond-this sure.”
She nodded understandingly.
