Ruby's POV
The man stopped and assessed me with sharp grey eyes that looked like Hugo's. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and then, slowly, a smile crept onto his face, wrinkling the corners of his eyes.
"Hello, young lady," his voice was surprisingly soft.
"Hi," I replied, my voice feeling a bit strangled. The man glanced over at Jay, who stood stoic and almost irritated. I looked between the two; they didn't seem alike at all, even in their appearance.
"Jason, I didn't know you were home. I'm happy to see you, son," he said.
Jay remained stiff, but introduced us. "This is my friend Rue. Rue, this is my father, Heath Barlowe."
I noticed something flash in the man's eyes as he extended his hand to me, but before I could shake it, Jay took my hand instead.
"We sho
