Page 173 of Anti-Hero

“No one’s going to question Rory’s credentials. Or say she’s only there because of her last name.” He glances at me. “Don’ttell her I said that.”

“You have seriously got to be the only person who doesn’t get along with her.”

“She’s annoying.”

“She’snice. Try it sometime.”

Flynn rolls his eyes. “You really think I should go?”

“Do youwantto go? Setting aside all the shit with your dad?”

He’s silent for a minute, then sighs. “Yeah, I think I do. It’s what I always figured Iwoulddo, like you and Kensington Consolidated.”

I smile. “I’ll miss you when you move to Boston.”

“We’ll probably see each other the same amount.” He sighs. “Sorry. That was a shitty thing to say. I had a bad day, and my dad isn’t answering any of my calls, so I can’t take it out on him. I think it’s cool that you’re doing the dad thing, and I’m going to be more supportive about it, starting … right now.”

I grin. “Great. Wanna see the nursery?”

Flynn rubs the back of his neck. “Uh, sure?”

When we walk inside, his enthusiasm turns genuine. “Holy shit.This is awesome.”

I glance around proudly. “Nice, right?”

The stars above the crib were added last week. The outer-space mural behind it is perfect. And the rocking chair my dad brought over is in the corner, by the window.

Flynn sprawls out on the rug, studying the ceiling. “I thought you didn’t know what you guys were having.”

I take a seat next to him, tilting my head back and resting on my palms. “We don’t.”

“Doesn’t space seem boy-themed?”

“No. Girls can be astronauts too.”

“I know they can. I just thought maybe you secretly knew what you were having and just weren’t telling anyone.”

“Collins wants it to be a surprise.”

“And you don’t?”

“I’d probably find out,” I allow. “Just because I’m impatient to know. But it’s her call.”

“It’s your kid too.”

“Yeah, but she’s the one who’s having to grow it for nine months and then push it out. She gets final say.”

Flynn considers that. Then agrees, “Yeah, that seems fair.”

“Should I buy a cosmetics company just because I can?” I ask.

“Absolutely,” Flynn replies.

“Damn.” I exhale. “I shouldn’t.”

“Because I said it was a good idea?”

“Pretty much.”

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