Page 107 of The Situation
“I’m going to start saving all of my questions until we’re in the office.”
I laugh. “That’s unfair. I answer everything you ask me.”
“True, but at work, you’ll try harder to answer them the way I like them answered.”
“Whatever.”
“I’m on my way to the office. Should arrive in about twenty minutes. Do you need anything?”
My heart flutters at his thoughtfulness. He has so much to do, and so many people counting on him, yet he manages to see if I need anything on his way in. I didn’t know there were real men like this out there.
I could have saved a lot of heartache if I had known.
“I need some things, but nothing you can give me here,” I say, grinning.
He growls, making me laugh.
“I stopped by Gannon’s this morning,” he says.
Oh. “Did you?”
“I did. And I told them about us.”
I sink into my chair as blood rushes to my face. I knew he’d do this eventually, but I didn’t realize it would be so soon.
My emotions are all over the place when it comes to Carys. We did have a conversation, and yes, it ended well. But we said we’d meet for drinks, and we didn’t. The blame is on me more than her because she told me she was pregnant, and I didn’t reach out.
Maybe she hung up the phone that day and decided I was a bitch. She could’ve boxed me up with her father in her brain and burned us both to the ground. Carys has always been a sweetheart, and I don’t think she’d do that. But if she did, the news that I’m dating her best friend—her baby’s uncle—probably wouldn’t go over well.
A few years ago, I would have felt like I own the blame of not maintaining that relationship. That everything’s always my fault. But I’ve grown since then. I’ve learned. Evolved. And I feel simply cautious and conscious that Carys might not be okay with me in her best friend’s life.
“And how did that go?” I ask, wincing.
“Gannon high-fived me for banging the hot stepmommy.”
“He did not.”
“You’re right. He didn’t.” Tate laughs. “Gannon has never high-fived anyone in his life.”
I exhale into the phone.Bastard.
“They were both perfectly fine with it,” he says. “Why wouldn’t they be?”
“I don’t know.”
“Carys said to make sure you come to my birthday party, and I assured her you’d be there.”
I sit up. “Your birthday?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s soon?”
“It’s the fourth, and we’re having a surprise party for me at Jason’s.”
What?“How is it a surprise party if you know about it?”
“Because surprise parties are more fun. Bianca’s coming with Foxx and Emery. Mom’s going to make it, too, I think. It’s going to be fun. You’ll love it.”
