Sam’s POV
Nic pulled into the diner, and the butterflies settled in my stomach. I couldn’t believe after years of not seeing my father, I am about to have lunch with him. I had so many questions for him that I never had the opportunity to ask.
“Nic, I hate to ask this, but can you please just blend into the background?”
“Of course, darling. I will make sure that you can see me at all times and if you need out of there, just pick your nose.”
“Um, no, that’s gross, but I just call you over.”
“No, we need to have a cool signal.”
“And picking your nose is a cool signal?”
“No, but you could scratch your ear.”
“OK, if I need you, I will scratch my ear.”
He just nodded at me and I got out of the car and headed in and he waited for a minute and then followed me in. I scanned the diner and
