“Uh, no. Why?”
He glances at his phone on the nightstand, then back at me.
“He said he wanted to come over. What if he knows something?”
“What did you say?”
Miles sits up straighter, losing his relaxed posture.
“Nothing. I left it on the lock screen, so he won’t know I ever got it. He needs to think that.”
“We just saw him, but you weren’t in the room too much. Maybe he just wants to talk more to you. Andrew didn’t seem to pick up on anything tonight.”
“I hope so. Maybe I should go back to my room.”
“Delilah, Andrew doesn’t have a key and I have an alarm on the house. He won’t come over this late and break in. Come to bed.”
“He might know something, Miles.”
“Or he might just want to see his sister. If he knew something, Andrew would come in guns blazing.”
“I hate it when you’re right.”
That is exactly what would happen if Andrew found out about me and Miles. I hope the day never comes, but the more we push it, the closer we get to it.
CHAPTER 23
KEEP THOSE HOME FIRES BURNING
MILES
“Are you seeing someone?”
I look at Andrew from another hotel bed as I unpack a few weeks later.
“No. Why do you ask?”
I play back everything that’s happened to see if I find a spot he might have seen something happen with Delilah. We’re still secret, but behind closed doors when Lola is asleep, we’re explosive. I have noticed a difference in her sometimes when she’s relaxed, and this beautiful smile crosses her face.
“You seem different, like when you’re with someone. Distracted, but you play like a beast, like everything is right in your world. Granted, I haven’t seen you with too many women, but it’s the way one of us gets when we’re dating someone new.”
“I don’t have time to date, with this and Lola, so no. I’m happy with my daughter and when I get time with her, my world is right. Maybe Lola is the missing puzzle piece.”
I need to get him off this subject. If he analyzes Delilah, Andrew will do the math. It’s obvious who I spend the most time with, but he doesn’t think I’d ever go there with his baby sister.
“Well, you bailed on Stephanie when she offered, and you’ve been in the room after games. It’s not like you don’t have the freedom to hook up with someone, Miles. You have a nanny.”
“That’s just not my thing anymore, Andrew. Maybe it’s because I’m older or a dad. I don’t know.”
I try to act casual as I place things in drawers like I’ve done a thousand times before; I’m so nervous I’m shaking.
“I guess the puck bunnies get old after a while. It’s a great perk in the beginning, but so many of the guys are married with kids now.”
Is my best friend thinking about commitment?
“Maybe you’re seeing someone.”
I add a teasing tone in my voice, and Andrew laughs. His phone chimes and he glances at it.