It was déjà vu when I entered my father's apartment that night because Charlie and Bri were sitting on the sofa. Charlie wore light blue jeans and a black t-shirt. He was more dressed down than I was used to seeing. Bri wore gray work slacks and a black babydoll top with puffy sleeves that fitted around her arm at the hem. Had she just come from work? With her, you couldn't tell because she always looked stunning.
I'd wanted to bring Reese tonight, but dad said, no, because he wanted to speak to us without our significant others' influence. Charlie didn't have a problem with this because he was secretly seeing Amberly Davidson, my brother-in-law's ex.
Why did he think it was a big secret? We all knew about it. It had to do with his fear of commitment, I'd bet.
If it wasn't for my pregna
