He shrugged, the movement dropping her hands from around his neck. Okay.
“That good, huh?” she teased.
“I’m glad it’s over.”
“That bad, eh?”
He shot her a glance. “Matt was still hassling me about my absence.”
“He doesn’t know, does he?”
“Ididn’t tell him.”
Oh. “But someone else has?”
He sighed. “Brendan. I told him the other day.”
He had? A spike of resentment flared. “I thought you didn’t want anyone to know.”
“He kept at me, so I had no choice. He was asking if you had cancer.”
In that case… “Well, I’m glad you could set him straight.”
“Yeah, except he’s now blabbed things.”
“He’s your friend.”
“Not if he’s telling people like Matt.”
“Oh, I’m sure he was just trying to shut him up.”
He grunted.
“He cares about you, Dan.”
He exhaled heavily. “Brendan did say he’d pray for us.”
“He did? I thought you said he wasn’t a believer.”
“He’s not.”
“Oh. Well, still, isn’t that good? If nothing else, then it’s good that this has caused him to talk to God, don’t you think?”
He leveled a gaze at her.
“You don’t think that?”
“Are you packed?”
His ignoring her earlier question meant it took a moment to catch up. “For Muskoka?”
He nodded.
“Yes. I packed your stuff too.”
“So we can go now?”
“Yes. Well, almost. I was just going to get the perishables from the fridge.”
