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I nod vigorously. “I am. I have been.”
“Good. Then, I’m glad.”
We just stare at each other and my dad pats my shoulders, squeezing them gently.
“I’ll always be your dad. But I know as your partners, that Cash and Ford will be the ones you usually go to, but please know you can always come to me. And now that you know I know, can we do things together again?”
I swallow and nod.
“I’d love that.”
He grins. “Now listen, when you ran, Cash and Ford almost died. They’re worried about you. You should go to them. Reassure them that everything is going to be alright.”
“Will it, Dad?”
He nods and then presses a kiss to my forehead. “I guarantee it will. They just want you to be happy, and that’s enough for me.”
“How did you get to be so awesome?” I ask and my dad looks smug.
“I’ve always been awesome.”
I let out a laugh and then grow serious when he adds, “And it’s also Avery. I think, well, I’ve changed a lot about the way I think since him.”
I nod and then pull him into a quick hug before moving back out to the foyer. Cash and Ford are standing there, shoulder to shoulder, their eyes narrowed, worry lining their faces as I approach.
“Welp, I think I’ll leave you three to it.” My dad grabs his keys out of his pocket, jangles them and then disappears out the front door.
Ford and Cash are staring at me, looking angry and relieved as I shift before them, feeling like a child in trouble.
“Should we go home?” I ask.
“Yeah. And then we’re gonna talk.”
* * *
They’re mad. I can tell. And yet the relief I’m feeling that my dad doesn’t hate me has made me less upset. I mean, I don’t want them mad at me either, but the intense relief has me slightly giddy.
And nauseous.
I stare at their glowering faces. They’re so handsome, so perfect in every way. I don’t want them to be upset with me right now. I want them to kiss me, to hold me, to tell me that my freak out didn’t ruin anything.
That I’m still theirs.
Can you imagine if after all of this, they break up with me over how stupid I was?
God, I’d fight them for another chance.
I’d have to prove that I’m worth it.
The car shuts off and Ford and Cash get out without a backward glance, and I scamper after them, trying like hell to keep it together.
I want to blurt it all out, to beg them for forgiveness, but I don’t think now is the time. They’re both so quiet, so stoic. I thought they were relieved when they ran up the stairs to hug me at Anthony’s house, but now they’re cold and distant.
Did we go through all of that just to end it here?
Please tell me that it’s not over.
I follow them back to the bedroom where I watch them strip off their clothes, tossing their suits onto the ground and climbing in bed.
