Seeing my dad standing there hugging Nica was the first time I ever really understood any of Cole’s insane ramblings. All I could do is watch, my mouth hanging open, as this girl I had been trying to figure out for months hugged him with more affection than I’d ever seen her give anyone. Except maybe Willow. I was shocked to say the least, and deeply confused.
Sure, I knew she knew my dad on some surface level thanks to Cole spiraling over him hugging her when her leg was broken. I just took for granted though that my dad was being the kind bartender helping a girl in a cast. I didn’t realize they knew each other.
Yet there he was, apparently checking on her because her and Willow had been wasted last night. Their drinking didn’t surprise me, I’d gathered that much was happening from N
