I was tempted to linger and make them both uncomfortable enough maybe I'd get out of them what they were actually up to, but I had to get back to work. I did hug my dad on the way out, though part of me grumbled internally about how it seemed like my own father was trying to poach my fiancé. Not sharing him, Dad. Just forget about that right here and now.

Still, as I hurried back to Petunia's I couldn't help but feel grateful the pair of them had become so close. It ...