In the context of the con, it was a good thing, though he hated that Nate had a point about never really having a choice about attending. “So why didn’t you tell me about it?” he pressed.
“Lots of reasons.” Nate ticked them off on his fingers as he spoke. “You almost have a panic attack every time the con gets mentioned. There was no guarantee I’d even get offered the job. And if I did, I honestly hoped that you’d be excited we’d get to do this together and I didn’t want to burst that bubble until I had to.” He offered a rueful smile. “Like now.”
It was a typical nice-guy Nate move, designed to put everyone around him at ease. It always worked, which was why it stung right now. It felt like he was coddling Jason when that was the last thing Jason wanted from him. Nate didn’t know that, t
