Hayden
"Are you riding over with me?" Dad asks as he comes down the stairs, trying to fix his tie.
"No, Hailey's still getting ready and I told her I'd wait for her." I step over to where he's come to a stop. Without him asking, I walk over and start correcting the mess he's made of his tie. This had been my job growing up.
"Why does this remind me of when the two of you were in high school and you had to share the bathroom?" He asks, tilting his head back slightly to give me room to work.
"I have no idea," I deadpan.
"The hell you don't. I'll see the two of you there." He leans in, kissing me on the cheek.
I smirk, feeling mischievous. "We'll sneak in the back," I whisper, giving him a wink.
"God doesn't care where ya sit, as long as you're there."
"Exactly, so don't worry if you
