Ethan let out a dry laugh. “Which part? The key? The shop? Hank? Or the fact that we’re all sleeping with the same woman?”
Mason and I both shot him a look.
“What?” He shrugged. “It's the elephant in the room.”
Mason swirled his beer, staring at the amber liquid. “So what do we do about it?”
Ethan exhaled. “Hell if I know.”
I leaned back, stretching my arms over the barstool. “We could fight about it.”
Ethan arched a brow. “You wanna take a swing?”
I huffed. “Not really.”
“Good.” He smirked. “You’d lose.”
Mason groaned. “Jesus, can we be serious for a second?”
I drummed my fingers against the wood. “Alright. You wanna be serious? Let’s be serious. What if we’re looking at this wrong?”
Mason frowned. “What do you mean?”
I took a long pull from my beer. “Lila and the guys.”
That got their attention. Ethan’s eyes narrowed.
“It works for them, doesn’t it?”
Mason made a face. “I thought about— It’s different.”
“Is it?” I challenged. “Lila loves them. They love her. They don’t fight over her like idiots. They figured it out. They even have a kid together.”
Ethan was quiet for a long moment, tracing the rim of his glass.
Mason exhaled. “You think Aurora would even want that?”
I thought of Aurora. Of how she looked at each of us.
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “But I think we need to find out.”
Ethan took a long drink, then set his glass down with a thud. “And if she doesn’t? I mean, we have to remember, she has a life out of Medford that she wants to go back to.”
Mason shook his head. “I don’t think she does.”
Ethan’s brow furrowed. “What?”
Mason leaned forward, resting his forearms on the bar. “She told me she's not sure she even wants to go back.”
That got both of our attention.
I set my beer down. “She said that?”
Mason nodded. “She's feeling stuck. Torn between the life she built and,” He exhaled, shaking his head. “And something else. Maybe this place. Maybe us.”
Ethan swore under his breath, rubbing his jaw.
I processed that for a second.