“Close your eyes!”
Leo knew the voice immediately and set down the spoon he’d been using to stir pasta. Gordy had one of those huge kitchens with an amazing gas stove that Leo was absolutely thrilled to be able to use. It was one of the many new perks of spending time at the place Gordy would no doubt always refer to as “his parents’ house.”
They’d spent most of the day packing and moving Gordy’s stuff out of the apartment, and now Gordy was sitting out back, exhausted and frazzled, watching Belinda headbutt some tethered balls around her play area. Leo had offered to cook, not only because he figured Gordy could use the time to unwind, but also because he wanted to make sure everything was absolutely perfect for this first meeting.
He ran for the front door, even though it was wide ope
