Jake asked. Riley had known Jake was in the kitchen, making himself a snack before bed. But he’d been too immersed in what he was doing to realize his son had come up behind him. He minimized the website where he’d been browsing for swimsuits, but that left Phoenix’s Etsy site on the screen, which was worse. He was so tired of seeing Jake and Kyle wearing one of Phoenix’s bracelets when he didn’t have one that he’d been tempted to place an order. He’d actually considered placing several orders so she’d have the money to buy a suit and take the weekend off for his birthday. He just hadn’t figured out where he could have those bracelets shipped without revealing himself. “And aren’t those Mom’s bracelets?” Jake sounded even more perplexed. “I wanted to see what she’s working on.” He got up to grab a beer. He was hoping to distract Jake from the computer. Closing out of Etsy, too, as if he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t, would only make his interest that much more obvious.
