“Michelle,” he blurted out. He couldn’t tell his father about the gym, and Michelle was the only other reason Gabe’s poor misfiring brain could think of in the moment. “Michelle and I are . . .” Gabe trailed off, and his father filled in the blanks on his own. “¡Por fin!” Esteban threw up his arms like this was something to celebrate. “Estabas tan enamorado de ella.” That brought Gabe up short. He hadn’t realized his father had known Gabe was so in love with her back then.
