"He's jealous. Mack is just the first guy I've dated since Emmett came to live with me and he's not used to sharing." I took another sip of my coffee, trying to act like his joke didn’t matter.
"Has he talked in front of him yet?" he asked. This is a daily question. If Don isn’t asking me, then Daniel is texting him, telling him to ask me. And, no, it's not lost on me that he's using Don as a go-between, rather than asking me himself.
"A couple of days ago, but I don't think Mack caught it. I'm not sure he can hear him."
"Good." Don relaxed a little.
I picked up my fork and prepared to take a bite. "I wonder if some people can't hear him. Or they don't know what it is when they do. My mother doesn't seem to."
"I've noticed that," he said. "But she's a little hard of hearing, isn't she
