“Is he going to be there?” I blurted out, interrupting Levi mid-sentence. The room froze. Everyone knew who he was. The he to end all hes. The he my brain had refused to let go of for the last almost two years. Except MeMaw, who, of course, let out a little snicker like this was her favorite soap opera and someone had just dropped a shocking paternity twist. Paige winced, her gaze darting to Levi like she was silently begging him to handle it. “Uh, yeah,” Levi said, shifting his weight awkwardly. “He’s actually on his way here now.”
