He liked the sound of that a lot. The more he weighed the situation and where their relationship might be going, the more Fletcher thought about being a sort of father to Emery. Sure, all of that depended on whether or not the teenager wanted anything to do with him. But Fletcher liked to think that she did like him. Even just a little bit. He hoped that she would continue to feel the same way when they told her about their relationship. Or whatever he and Micah were doing.
Fletcher
Question for you, if you’re still hiding out.
Micah
My client is late, actually. So shoot.
Fletcher
What are we?
Micah
Human beings.
Fletcher
*eye roll emoji*
Micah
A man and a woman?
Fletcher
You’re impossible.
Micah
Nooooooo, I am Micah.
Pressing his lips together, he shook his head. He was sitting in the driver’s seat of his truck outside Flora’s house, texting and not giving a shit what people might have to say. He had a meeting with Jensen in a bit to discuss everything that was happening at Santa’s Village. So Fletcher was giving himself a little while to relax before the next thing took all his brain space.
Micah
To answer your question, we’re figuring it out.
Right. That’s all we are right now.
Micah
Do you want us to be something else?
Fletcher
We’re figuring it out is a good place to be.
Micah
Uh huh…what’s going on?
Fletcher
Nothing. Crossed my mind and I wanted to ask.
Micah