After a prolonged silence, Wyatt crosses his arms and says, “What do you want with my sister?” “Wyatt,” Garrett says. Gigi’s twin glances at his dad. “No, I got this. I’ll tag you in if I need you.” His green eyes return to me. “Well?” I smother a sigh. “We’re together. Not sure what else you want me to say.” “Together,” he echoes. “What does that mean?” “It means we’re together.” “I’m tagging in,” Garrett says. His arms cross too. “Where do you see this going?”
