Eleven
Liam
The morning after doomsday, I’m home and working on my bike. I plan on going on a long ride today in order to avoid Savannah, although she didn’t come home last night. Not that I blame her. I keep replaying what I said over and over. It was callous and insensitive and if I wanted a cold shower to tamp down my attraction for her, I succeeded.
Austin’s Jeep pulls down my driveway, followed by Rome’s minivan. Never thought I’d see the day my buddy drove a dadmobil. Denver gets out of the back of Rome’s van and helps Calista jump out of the car. “Baby Shark” is playing on his cell phone.
Guess he decided to stay away from this place last night too.
They all make their way over to me.
“Harley has clients. You cool if I put on a movie for her in your family room?” Rome has a ba
