No one lingered. Bryce and Allegra left almost immediately, Bryce still grumbling, Allegra looking remarkably unruffled. In fact, she even leaned close to Lucas as she left the house, whispered, “I was rooting for you two,” and then was gone.
He and Margot saw Angela and Connor to their SUV. “Thank you, Angela,” Lucas said. He felt as if he should say more, but he could tell they wanted to get on the road. Maybe the expression of gratitude on his face was enough. He had to hope it would be.
Then they were gone, and it was just him and Margot standing on the front porch of her little house. She was looking vaguely shell-shocked, and he slipped an arm around her waist.
“You all right?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m fine. Just…taking it all in.” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “And Angela
