I never thought it would have taken me this long to say this, but I’m right on the brink of really regretting that I ever agreed to this,” Sealey complained to Alex as they sat on the grass at the park, enjoying the October sunshine. “Oh, stop your whining,” Alex said, lying back on the grass and tucking her hands beneath her head. She closed her eyes, feeling the soft heat on her face. “Just keep focusing on the fact that in less than a month, Olivia will be attractively crying on your shoulder.” The words sounded more callous than Alex had meant them. But Sealey didn’t seem to notice. “But until that happens, I get to hear over and over how amazing and perfect and beautiful you are,” Sealey griped. “It’s not that I don’t concur with those sentiments, but it’s getting to the point that the more he says it, the less I agree with him.” Alex laughed, squinting up at his face. She was getting better at recognizing when he was teasing and when he was serious. “Well, we can’t have that,”
