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“But I already have one for her. This one is for him.”
I kissed the top of his head. He was an absolute angel. “Maybe you can give the one you made for Beau to her this weekend.”
I couldn’t speak for Lincoln. He showed up at unexpected times or not at all, and I wouldn’t make a promise to Eric I wasn’t sure would follow through.
“Can she come over?”
“Why don’t you ask her?”
He cheered immediately. “Will you come over on Sunday?”
Beau returned her credit card to her wallet. “You got it.” She dropped her wallet back in her purse. “On second thought, why don’t we go over to Teague’s? Maybe he’ll cook for us.”
“Cheeseburgers?”
She high-fived him. “I like the way you think.” She scooted out of the booth. “It’s been fun, kids.”
I hugged her. “I know we’re all busy, but we should make the time to do this more often.” I squeezed her extra hard. “Somewhere more affordable.”
She squeezed me back. “Definitely.”
“Need a ride home?” I asked as we walked into the crisp evening air.
“Sure. It’s not far—”
She stopped short when the window of a dark car parked in the valet spot rolled down.
Her father stared at the three of us. No words were spoken, but she seemed to understand what he wanted.
“I’ll see you Sunday.” She touched my arm. “Call me.”
“Thanks for dinner.”
“Hey. You saved Lincoln.” Eric wandered over to the car.
“Eric . . .” I hurried after him, Beau on my heels.
Steel eyes slithered from my brother to me. “Are you the one distracting my son from where his attention needs to be?”
The man was terrifying. I stepped in front of Eric, the pull to shield him strong.
“Dad, I’m glad you’re here. I want to show you this property I found.” Beau’s voice was too bright. Too perky. She waved at us as she opened the car door.
He scowled but slid over. Without another word, she closed the door and rolled the dark window back up.
“Who is he?” Eric asked as they pulled away.
“Beau’s father.” How did he know we were here? He’d popped up to see Lincoln the other day too. It was weird. Stalkerish.
“I wrote our dad a letter. Mom too.”
I jerked my head toward Eric. “When?”
“A couple of weeks ago. I gave them to the mailman.”
“Why would you do that?” I whispered.
How? How had he known where to send them?
