My neighbors had to be beside themselves.
Yet, I didn’t have it in me to give a damn. It wasn’t like this was going to be a regular occurrence. The neighborhood gossip would blow over soon enough when there were no new developments.
Gabe handed me my hooded shirt.
“Come on, let’s go have dinner.”
I took the offered pullover but didn’t move to put it on.
“I probably should go change if we’re going to go out.”
While I’d been careful to curl my hair and make sure my makeup was on point, I’d purposefully worn yoga pants and a hoodie to give the impression this wasn’t a date. But if he wanted to go out in public, I needed to at least put on a pair of jeans and a sweater.
He shook his head.
“You look beautiful in what you have on. Besides, I’m not exactly dressed to go anywhere fancy. How about if we grab a pizza at Caruso’s?”
Caruso’s was pretty low-key. Plus, they served alcohol, and I could use a drink at the moment.
“That sounds perfect.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Gabe
“Mrs. Wainwright!” the teenage boy behind the counter at Caruso’s called when we walked in.
I fucking hated hearing her called that.
It took her a second, but Gretchen replied, “Landon?” with a bright smile.
He came around to give her a big hug, and she laughed when she looked up at him.
“You’ve gotten so tall!”
“I hit my growth spurt the summer before my freshman year like you said I would.”
“I told you that you just needed to be patient.”
He gave her a sheepish grin. “It’s hard to be patient when your friends are all towering over you.”
“Well, look at you now.”
“Yep. I’m even the captain of my baseball team. You should come watch us play sometime.”
“I would love to.”
“Great! Our schedule is online.” He looked over at me and stuck out his hand. “You must be Mr. Wainwright.”
Oh hell no.
I took his offered hand, but before I could even correct him, Gretchen intervened.
“No. This is Mr. Mitchell. Um, I’m divorced now.”
He looked between the two of us with wide eyes. “Oh, gosh. I’m sorry.”
I didn’t know if he was saying he was sorry because she was divorced or because he got it wrong.
