“If you don’t marry him, I will,” Nico said. “What?” “He’s like the coolest guy ever. For real. And he can cook.” “I can cook.” “He’s better.” “Wow. Thanks, kid.” Nico laughed. “Just get home, okay? Baxter misses you.” “Baxter misses me, huh?” I asked. “Yeah. I don’t though. Not even a little.” “Right.” I smiled. “Be good. I’ll see you soon.” “I’m always good.”
