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“Nope, I will not take credit for it. You’re the one who pushed through. I just guided you.”
“Tony. You gave up two months of your life for me. And even though I’m sure you were here on behalf of Aiden, you’re still one of the most amazing men who I know.”
“Aww, thank you,” he says, blushing, looking down, then leans over and whispers, “But I’m still not telling you why I came.” I bump him with my shoulder. It’s a question that I have asked repeatedly. He’s been here so long though that I gave up trying to find the answer.
“I didn’t ask.” I chuckle. He gives me a pointed look. “I just said that I’m sure it was Aiden.”
He shakes his head. “You know you could have easily found out if that’s what you thought.”
Here is the main reason I think he’s never told me. He wants me to call Aiden. Hell, everyone wants me to call Aiden. And while I thought about it many times, what if it wasn’t him? Then I’ll make him feel guilty for not doing it himself. I blow out a breath. I don’t want to make him feel guilty for anything else. I’m sure the guilt between us weighs so much it could ground this seven-thirty-seven airplane.
“I guess I never thought to ask you if you left anyone behind in New York,” I say, trying to change the subject. “Are you dating anyone?”
“Why, you interested?” he asks, wagging his eyebrows. I laugh, knowing he’s joking.
“Oh, yeah, that would go over well.”
“Right? I’d like to keep my life, thanks,” he teases. “I mean I’m a big man and can protect myself, but I’ve got to say, Max scares me.”
I laugh louder. “Max seems to scare a lot of people. Hey, you know Harper? You guys should go out.”
His hands clap and his laugh echoes. “Oh, Addison. Yes, I know Harper.” I turn my body toward him and lift my brow. I obviously haven’t heard this story. “She’s never told you?” I shake my head. He wiggles his arm so his watch moves down a little and then steeples his fingers, placing his elbows on the armrests.
“Come on, tell me! Harper usually tells me everything. Why haven’t I heard about you two?”
“It happened before you moved to New York,” he says, turning his head my direction. I gesture with my hand for him to continue. “So, we went out a couple times and ended up at my apartment one night. Things were getting hot and heavy between us and as I’m carrying her to my room, we pass some pictures.”
I’m trying to decide if I want to hear the details, because I don’t know how detailed he’s about to get. Curiosity wins. “Who was in the pictures?”
“My mom and dad,” he says, looking down.
“What’s wrong with that? I think it’s sweet that a guy has pictures of his mom and dad in his house.”
“Well. Come to find out, my dad is Harper’s doctor.”
“Hmm. Okay?”
“My dad is a gynecologist, Addison.”
I gasp, covering my mouth with my hand silencing my laugh. Oh, my! Wait, who’s my doctor?
“So what did she say?”
“She thought it was really awkward that my dad has seen her vajayjay—her word, not mine—and that it was just too weird for her.” He shrugs.
“Wow.”
“Yep. Story of my life. You’d be surprised at how many women who I’ve met that go to my father.”
I grab his arm and squeeze. “I’m so sorry, Tony. I can’t imagine,” I say, trying to hide the humor in my voice; I can’t for long and bust out laughing.
“You don’t know how happy I am that he’s retiring next year. It sucks that I have to ask a woman who her gyno is before I date them.”
The plane takes off and we talk the entire way home about what it was like having a father as a gynecologist. By the time we start our descent into La Guardia, Tony has everyone around us doubled over laughing.
It feels weird walking into my apartment building. Like it’s not mine. I’ve been gone three months. Even the security guard is new. He stops me before I make it to the elevator.
“Excuse me, miss, who are you here to see?” he asks as he stands up.
