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“When was the last time you talked to your mother?” I ask.
She shrugs. “I haven’t. Not since that dinner in Atlanta.”
“At all?”
She settles back against me again. “She tried to tell me that my attendance was mandatory at Connor and Mallory’s wedding, but Dean and I decided we weren’t going to go. I haven’t talked to her since, and I have no plans to. I’m tired of trying to be perfect for them. They don’t care anyway, so I’m trying to focus on what makes me happy instead.”
Fuck, I love that.
“Proud of you, Ken.”
A small smile tilts on her lips. “Me too.”
“Speaking of Dean, can I just express how much I hate that you two are staying at your place while he’s in town for this upcoming series.”
“Three quick nights. You won’t even notice I’m gone.”
That’s a goddamn lie and she knows it.
The wheel takes us up to the top of my favorite city. The sun is just setting off in the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over Lake Michigan. The buildings’ reflections are clearly outlined on the water.
“I love it here,” I say to her quietly. “Chicago.”
She simply nods her agreement.
“Do you?” I ask, because that’s what I really need to know. Can she stay here? Can she be happy here even though staying wasn’t her first choice?
“I didn’t think much of it before, but it’s grown on me recently.”
“Are you talking about me or the city?”
“They go hand in hand, in my opinion. It’s kind of a package deal.”
Chapter 32
Kennedy
Tonight has been fun.
I enjoy being around the team, and it’s been nice spending time with them both in and outside of work. I used to be so afraid of getting in trouble for it, trying to be the perfect employee. But now, I just don’t care.
If Dr. Fredrick was going to fire me, he would’ve done it a long time ago, but he knows he can’t because I’ve done nothing to warrant it.
Well, other than marrying one of his players.
And blowing said player in the restroom at work.
God, that was fun.
“Ken!” Max yells, pointing down at me from where he sits on his dad’s shoulders. He has no idea how loud he is, thanks to the giant earmuffs he’s got on to protect his hearing from the fireworks that are about to start.
“Are you excited, Bug?”
He just smiles at me, unable to hear anything I have to say, and I smile right back.
A kiss lands on the top of my shoulder as Isaiah braces two hands on the metal fence in front of me, caging me in. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
