“Oh, thank God.” He leaned forward until his forehead was touching the table and just breathed through the relief trying to overwhelm him. After a moment, he leaned back again. “If I’d fucked up things between you and your family…Wyatt…”
“You didn’t. I forgive you.”
Izzy felt the relief swaying him, as if he got lightheaded suddenly. He smiled at Wyatt, who smiled back at him, and then Del cleared his throat behind Wyatt.
Right. They weren’t alone and safe. Maybe there were now less people in the firing squad, but Izzy hadn’t stepped away safely yet. He squeezed Wyatt’s fingers apologetically, then forced himself to look at Del and Justin.
He knew Mrs. Rossi would be on his side and that Wyatt was an adult. But this was still Justin and Del’s family and Justin’s business.