Felix fidgeted. “I don’t know. I wasn’t Avi Mulvaney’s kinda sorta fiancé/husband. I wasn’t the future/current son-in-law of Thomas Mulvaney. I don’t want to embarrass your dad.” Avi snickered. “Have you met Adam? Do you think you could ever do anything to us more embarrassing than the shit he’s pulled? He stole a yacht. Twice. He once skipped school and took the jet to London for a soccer game. He once got a royal so high, he almost missed his own wedding. All before he was twenty. Feel better?”
