“I'm kind of nervous,” Fabio spoke as I drove. “Why? You've met him a lot of times, why are you nervous?”
“Well, at first, he didn't know that I was his son, but now he knows, so it's different.”
I scoffed lightly and shook my head sideways.
“Chill man, everything will be fine. I'm sure he'll be glad to meet you.” I assured him as we drove. I pulled into our garage and got out.
Fabio kept on taking in deep breaths, and I couldn't help but laugh. He looks like he's being forced to go talk to his crush.
“Calm down, man; I don't want you to explode, okay?” I joked, and he smiled.
We walked inside and headed inside my father's office. Fabio hesitated for a while but entered anyway.
Father immediately got up from his chair and looked at Fabio for a solid 30 seconds before moving fro
