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“Need a ride?” he asked, clapping me on the back.
“Yeah, actually I do.”
I finished packing while he got dressed. Patrick and I had paid off their mortgage, and Adam had set up an account that let them both stop working and enjoy life. They’d given the three of us the best life full of all the love and support three boys could ever want.
When I had it all together, I texted Cooper to see if Patrick was home. When he replied that he was, I thanked him for taking care of him, then told him I was on the way.
Michael was in the kitchen talking to my mother when I carried the first box into the foyer. He looked up at me with a genuine smile. I was so happy Adam had him.
“Going somewhere?”
“Yeah, back where I belong.”
“Need a ride?”
I laughed. “My dad is going to take me, but you can help me load the car.”
He nodded and rounded the counter.
“Where’s Adam?”
Michael smirked. “Still knocked out.” The glint in his eye did not mean he’d punched him.
“Ew, I don’t need to know that!” I shoved him in the shoulder.
He just laughed at me.
“You’re beginning to act just like him. I hope you know that.”
“I can think of a whole lotta worse things than being like my Rockstar.”
“Yeah, I know. He’s the best. But I’m worried about what’s gonna happen when unfiltered Adam gets rolling with unfiltered Patrick.”
He laughed. “I guess you and I will have to find some way to shut them up.”
I knew how I’d do it.
After I said goodbye to my mother, and we had their car loaded up with all my shit and my guitars, my dad drove me home. The ten-minute ride felt like a month, but my dad tried to distract me with other topics, like the dates of the next leg of the tour. I hadn’t spoken to Aidan yet, but I would. There were a lot of things to consider.
When we pulled into the driveway, fear and anxiety began building in the bottom of my stomach. My Dad must have sensed it.
“It’s going to be fine, son. You boys are on the right track now. Whatever you decide, make sure you do it together. Acting out of love is never the wrong decision.”
I took a deep breath and nodded at his words. “You’re right. I’m just worried about the reception.”
He smiled. “You go to the door, and I’ll unload everything into the garage. If you need me, you call.”
I leaned over and hugged him. “Thanks, Dad.”
“You’re welcome. We’re going to stay a few days, then head out to Cannon Beach for a long weekend. If you need us, you call.”
“I will. Love you, Dad.”
“Love you, Cole.”
I got out and walked the short distance to the electronic keypad to open the garage door. The door opened to the empty bay where my car used to sit.
Glancing back at my dad, I raised my hand to wave, then walked to the front door. My pulse was pounding, and I tried to calm my now-frazzled nerves.
