By the time I’ve settled behind the wheel, I’ve narrowed it down to three choices:
Uncle Sawyer—who was already my first thought and will be real with me, holding nothing back and is familiar with being “relationship challenged” in his day. But he can’t keep a secret worth a shit.
Aunt Bennett—who can keep a secret and gives objective input, but I’d have to get her away from Uncle Zach, not an easy feat, because he’ll automatically side with Brynn on any matter.
Or my older sister Skylar—female perspective, 50/50 chance she’ll keep a secret and gets as frustrated as me with the whole “Brynn’s the baby” bullshit. But after what happened between me and Judd, who may have apologized but obviously thought about it, she might already be biased.
And suddenly, the best choice pops in my head and I literally laugh out loud in shock. Dumbfounded. About to choose the absolute last person I ever thought I would. Must be due to the loss of blood to my brain from the hard-on Bellamy left me packing.
I’m gonna talk to my dad.
Dane “Daughters Are Different Than Sons So I Must Demand The Most From JT” Kendrick.
This oughta be fun.