I tilt my head as if to say,you’re not wrong.
Luna gasps and turns to gawk at me. “What are you?—”
“There’s someone over there I need to see,” I say, pointing behind them.
Milo nods—smug and with the kind of confidence that suggests he invented air. And maybe also a little smug because he sees right through me and knows I want to get away from him as fast as I can.
I walk away and grab another glass of champagne, downing it.
A few minutes later, my phone dings and I look at it, happy for something to distract me.
Dad
It’s pretty quiet. Everyone okay? Take a pic of what you’re doing right now, so there’s proof of life.
Tully
Pretty sure I saw you in the stands, so you know I’m alive. Lol Love you, Dad.
Camden
Love you, Dad.
^ I don’t recognize anything but the mashed potatoes. The closest you’ll get to a naked woman tonight. Love you, Dad.
Tully
That’s what you think.
That’s what I KNOW because I don’t want to think of my brothers around naked women, thank you very much.
Dylan
The picture speaks for itself, Golds. Love you, Dad.
Noah
Love you, Dad!
What about me? Does anyone love me?
Tully
Can’t you feel the telepathic waves of twin love?
If I had, I wouldn’t have asked.
Noah
Grayson wants his Aunt Goldie to hurry up and visit. You are loved.
Camden
I just texted that I loved you an hour ago in another thread. But I’ll say it again.
…waiting.
Camden