“Eyah, pretty much.” Fury chuckled.
“So you help out around here too? Payback or something?” Nathan asked.
Fury glanced over Nathan’s shoulder, and Nathan was starting to think that when Fury wasn’t sure if he should answer a question or talk, he kept his peace until he figured it out. And it didn’t seem to matter how long that took or if somebody was waiting. Nathan kind of liked that. It could be annoying, yeah, but it took the kind of patience, sense, and guts that Nathan wished he had.
“Today was counseling.” Fury picked up his food.
“You’re still in therapy?”
Fury rubbed the back of his neck. “Corvette, huh?” Fury stepped away from the car and made an appreciative noise. “Always liked those.”
Nathan knew the question-and-answer round about Fury’s personal life was over. He snort
