“Good. Now go clean up, and I won’t apologize. I’m happy to do it again.”
He walks to the bathroom in silence.
“I’m sorry, Seb. I was shocked, too, you know. To find out that you’re married.” Trix squeezes my hand, and I give her a tight smile.
“You’re truly twin. Did you two develop telepathy as well?” I say in a sarcastic voice. She looks at me like she wants to say something.
“Ask away, Trix.”
“Why rush? Both of you can just date, like boyfriend/ girlfriend, get to know each other.”
“Do you see me a boyfriend material?” I ask, arching my eyebrow.
“I don’t see you a husband material either.” She’s right.
“I think people changed when they meet someone,” Patrick says when he emerges from the bathroom. He hugs me and taps my back.
“Congrats, I guess.”
I roll my eyes.
“Okay, fine.
