“Get out of here, you rapscallion,” Robert said. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Jeremy nodded and turned, Corey trailing after him.
We stared after them.
“Did that really just happen?” I asked finally.
“He told me he was swooning over a professor,” Sandy said, sounding just as shocked. “I just never thought I’d actually meet him.”
“What a good day for love,” Vince said, leaning over and pressing a hard kiss to my lips.
“You should have run when you had the chance,” Darren told Robert. “Because now, you’re never getting out. Especially since these two are involved.”
“I’m sorry for whatever is going to happen,” Charlie said.
Sandy and I ignored them. “Robert,” Sandy said. “Is your son single?”
“He is,” Robert said, lips quirking.
“And does he like penis?” I asked.
“He’s bisexual if that’s what you’re asking.”
Sandy and I grinned at each other. “Robert,” I said. “I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship.”
“Here we go again,” Charlie muttered.
VINCE FREDDIE Prinze Juniored me four times that night.
We almost broke the bed.
And when he woke up the next morning, blinking slowly at me, a sleepy smile on his face, I said, “Good morning, Mr. Auster.”
Which led to a fifth time.
I didn’t walk straight for a week.
Being married fucking rocked.