Cash doesn’t even look at him, and he throws his leg over the side of his bed. He stands and leaves the room without another word. Austin tries to ruffle his hair when he walks by but Cash ducks out of the way.
“What’s his problem?”
“You are.”
Grady’s still by the door waiting. “Are we going or not?”
Cash plops down on the couch dramatically. “I don’t want to go anywhere.”
“We’re going to grandma’s,” Grady tells him, like how can you not be excited.
“We are?” Cash asks, looking at me, then Austin.
Austin nods. “Yeah, we can. Let’s go.”
I want to puke. What the fuck is Ridge going to think when he sees me show up with Austin and the kids? And you and I both know how Austin’s going to act.
What a nightmare.
“You really don’t have to come,” I tell Austin, hoping he’ll take the hint that I don’t want him here.
Over his shoulder, he gives me that look. The one that says, the fuck I don’t.