Carter nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“I’m in love with her.”
Derrick clapped Spence on the back. “There it is.”
Carter whistled. “Finally.”
It was as if they had the code to some secret language he didn’t have. “I hate you both right now.”
“You and Abby need to learn how to communicate.” Derrick made that pronouncement as he returned to his oversize desk chair and sat down.
“If you’re ready to do that, you should go find her. If not...” Carter shook his head. “I’d wait until I had an epiphany.”
“I don’t know what either of you are talking about.” Spence didn’t. Advice swam around in his head. Competing feelings of frustration and desperation battled inside him. He didn’t want the rift between them to grow. But he wasn’t quite sure what he needed to do, either.
Then there was the baby. That issue never left his mind. Bringing the possibility up now to Abby might get him punched. Even he was smart enough to know he needed to keep whatever was brewing between them separate from family talk.
He tried to come up with the right question to ask as Derrick picked up the phone. “Who are you calling?”
“It’s time Jeff Berger and I meet.”
“Do it in public and don’t run him over with a car,” Carter said. “If you do, make it look like an accident.”
Through the haze of confusion one thought settled in Spence’s mind. His brothers really did trust and believe Abby. She told her side and they fell into line.
Maybe now it was his turn.
Forget waiting. Now was the right time. He headed for the door.
Derrick hung up the phone again without dialing. “Where are you going?”
“To find Abby.”
“I guess that means you’ve had that epiphany,” Carter said, sounding pretty pleased with himself.
“No, but I’m hoping it will hit me on the way.” Spence’s fingers touched the door handle before he glanced back at Derrick. “I’ll leave Jeff to you. If I confront him right now, I might kill him.”
“Consider him handled.”
One problem down. Now Spence had the bigger one to conquer.