The weekend flew by. I couldn't say I hadn't thought about Davis at all, but I hadn't driven by his house or stalked the city in an attempt to find him. I'd enjoyed the days with Hayden, Tripp, and Liam.
He fit right in with us. He got our quirky personalities, and I actually think he enjoyed them. Tripp had found his first best friend outside of family. And, Liam had managed to convince Hayden to give the child some personality that wasn't associated with a country club. The last two days she'd given him a faux-hawk, even if she hadn't relented on the clothing...yet.
It was as if Liam had been in our clique since the beginning of time. He got our jokes and created his own. He liked the things we did-hell, he just liked us. If I'd met him at a different time in my life, I could totally
