“Yeah. He is,” I say, losing my humor and probably too much of my heart.
“That’s a good thing, Wren,” he says. “There’s no shame in finding love.”
He said the “L” word, but I don’t argue. “Like you did?” I offer.
“Yeah,” he admits, his voice softening the way it does when Tess is near. “Hey, do me a solid and let me know when you get to Evan’s. Unless you want to stay on with me until you get there.”
“No, I’ll text.” There’s a lot I want to say, but it’s like the silence surrounding me muffles my thoughts. “Thanks, Curran.”
“Anytime.”
He hangs up, and again I’m alone. But as my attention drifts to the screen, I’m reminded of the man who put everything into motion to keep me safe. For once in my life, alone is the last thing I am.