Chapter Eleven
“There they are!” Jade jumps up and down in front of Navy Pier when Reed steps out of the Uber.
He must have stock in Uber. Has he never heard of public transportation?
Jade makes the first move and runs over to Henry, talking a mile a minute about the movie we’re going to see, while Reed waits patiently, his gaze flickering my way every other second or so. He fist bumps Jade and ushers the kids away from the side of the road toward the entrance.
“Happy Saturday,” he says, tucking his hands in his jacket pockets to show he’s not stepping over any boundaries. He looks good in his casual wear—a white Henley with a jacket over top and worn jeans.
“Hey,” I say. “Cute.”
He chuckles his usual amusement that ignites my stomach flipping. “I thought so.”
“Let’s go.” Jade tugs
