Chapter 4I could hear the singing as we approached the door. It was bad singing—singing I remembered from a barstool not too long past. The door was flung open with a cheerful, “Hey, Jeff! I recognized the car—” followed by a long, quiet stare. A mix of emotions ran over Rory’s new boyfriend’s face: surprise, confusion, anger, and yes, the king of them all, fear. I won’t lie, it kind of turned me on. Trust me, if you saw that kid looking at you like that, you’d know what I mean. Danny was very cute, very hot, and very young. Way too young for my Rory, as far as I was concerned.
“Uh, Rory,” Danny called over his shoulder. “Gabe is here.”
I heard Rory’s what the f**k a single second before I heard footfalls pounding up the stairs. I heard it again when Rory came through the kitchen and int
