Owen finished breakfast by himself, noting that Gina had taken exactly three bites of her bacon, egg, lettuce, and tomato sandwich before scurrying away with her phone at her ear.
He sighed. He probably shouldn’t have been so emphatic about how he and his sons were a package deal, but he’d felt like he needed to be. In that moment, with her pure panic etched in her eyes, he needed her to know that he wasn’t going to sneak around on Zach and Cooper. He’d meant he didn’t need everyone—his boss, his friends, and his employees at Sweet Breeze—knowing he was sweet on the closet designer he’d hired.
That was all.
True, Cooper and Zach spent a fair amount of time with Stacey and Fisher, but Owen felt confident he could have a frank conversation with his boys about his relationship with Gina, w
