Nina’s POV:
“What do you mean?” I stopped walking, feeling the breeze on my face.
He cleared his throat, “I mean, earlier you said you heard Neilson and Alice bickering, right? This means this is their problem. I know as Alice’s best friend, you’re worried, but they are a grown couple. They can take care of themselves.”
“That’s true,” I mumbled, digging my flip-flop into the sand.
“It was nice talking to you again, little nerd,” he spoke softly. I smiled. “Message me if you’re ever in the mood to talk with this old man again,” he jokes.
I rolled my eyes, “Drew, you’re not that old.”
“I’m in my thirties, getting ready for my cane,” he spoke teasingly.
“At least you have your kids,” I said, remembering the little boy’s voice.
“Those aren’t my kids. I don’t have kids or a wife
