Eileen shook my hand and dropped a quick kiss on my cheek. “Take care.” She pushed Jude my way. “Say goodbye to your future uncle,” she told him.
“Goodbye,” the boy mumbled.
I just stood there, waiting. But for what? What did I expect?
“Good night,” Davinder said and picked up his younger son.
“Good night,” I muttered before walking out. At the end of the hall, I saw Dayton and my sister swinging Fay between the two of them. I was relieved things were going well for the three of them.
“Come by this week if you want.” Davinder had stepped out and stood in the hall, frowning seriously. “If you wanna see my drawings, I mean.” His voice wasn’t too steady.
“Okay.” I hesitated, wanting to walk back to him, but froze instead. “Sure, yeah.” My heart beat harder and harder.
“Okay,” he echoed the word back to me softly.
“I’ll ask Dayton where your place is and—”
“Wednesday is good.” He backed away, not looking at me. “Seven?” he asked in a shakier voice.