Chapter 64

“Maybe me pushing you and Abby so hard had less to do with me loving both of you and more to do with me just loving you. If you were married, I would get it through my head I couldn’t have you.” I’d had another epiphany, with an annoying siren instead of an angel choir as accompaniment. “If you’re a jerk for what you did to Abby, what does that make me?”

“As big of one.”

“When you told me you’re gay, I can’t say I wanted you more because I’m not sure that’s possible, but I had a moment where I remembered those nights when you cooked and we washed the dishes and just talked. This guy here, the shallow one, the flake, those nights were…they were perfect to me, and I imagined us doing that for the rest of our lives.”

“Why didn’t you say something?”