“Skylar…” I don’t want to fucking say anything to disrupt this moment we’re sprinting toward, but I’d be the world’s worst father if I didn’t. “I know.” She nibbles on that bottom lip. “What if he finds out? What then?” “What if he didn’t need to know?” “But I’ll know, and that’s entirely the issue.” I scratch my beard. “Couldn’t we both pretend? Since it’s just this once…”
