He gave a nod. “Perk of the job.”
“How do you fit it all in?”
“I could say the same about you.” He gestured to the seat opposite his. “Let’s start with how you’re feeling today.”
Finally, I took the seat opposite him, feeling vulnerable. And a little silly, really, because this was probably eating into his valuable time. “I’m good. Rue and I are going slow.”
He nodded.
“We’re getting to know each other.”
I was used to this part—where Cole mirrored my body language.
So damn obvious.
I didn’t mind humoring him. Maybe I’d get something out of this? Finally appease them all by showing I was a well-adjusted man with nothing to hide.
Those shadows Cameron had hinted at were merely ghosts from my past that were easily chased away.
“I’m assuming we’re going to talk about how abandoned I felt after my dad walked out on us?”
“We can.”
I gave a shrug. “I’ve never known anything else.”
“Henry’s been doing well with Rapid Eye Movement Therapy.”
“He mentioned it. Not sure I need that. I’m glad it’s helping him, though.”
“What’s your favorite time of year?”
“Are you going to ask me my favorite color next?”
“What is it?”
“Seriously?”
“Why not?”
“Blue.”
“Blue. Mine, too.” He smiled.
I stared at him. “Don’t ask me anything freaky.”
He nodded. “Do you want to talk about Rue?”
“Well, okay…Rue and I have been surfing together. We have that in common. We both love it.”
“What else do you have in common? What do you like to do?”
“Eat Italian food.” Just thinking of Rue made me relax. “We like watching movies and taking long walks on the beach. Is this really meant to help?”
“Worst time of year, Lieutenant?”
He’d used my rank and it made me nervous.
“I fucking hate November.”