“I’m glad Gram told me about Dad’s big ol’ gross crush on you. And I’m glad I came to your house and made you take him on a date.” “A crush you say?” I could practically taste Trent’s laughter. Smug bastard. “I think he loves you,” Bubba said, and my heart stopped. “I’d tell you not to hurt him, but I don’t think you ever would.” I squeezed my eyes shut tight. Tears burned hot down my cheeks, mixing with the soapy water. “I think Pops loves you, but I think you love him more. And maybe now you’re around I don’t have to protect him anymore. You can do it for me.”
