Baden rolled his eyes. “If that’s all that’s stopping you, it’s easily fixed. Finish eating, put on something better than that ratty sweatshirt, and we’ll use the Gate to get you there. Then, I’ll give you directions to his house and leave you to it.”
What if he’s wrong and I hate it. What if Gid doesn’t want me there, disrupting his life? What if…? Hell, enough with the excuses. Braden’s right, I won’t know until I see it—and Gid
“It’s not ratty. It’s old and well loved,” Edan replied.
Braden chuckled, obviously knowing he’d won. “Change it anyway.”