Theo stared at me after I hung up the phone. "Why aren't you going?"
"Why should I go when you're not going?"
I blinked my eyes slowly as I gazed at him. He was a man who meant what he said.
I could tell he was angry over what had happened, but I could understand why too.
However, it was odd that not only had he not lost his temper, but he even told me to have dinner with them.
"But what’s going to happen to Munchkin if you don't go?"
“Don't worry, Fred will take care of him. He won't unleash his grudge on a kid," I said comfortingly to Theo.
I did not press him for answers and decided to wait for him to feel better before he told me what he was worried about.
He leaned against the headboard and did not say anything for a long time. He chose to hold me quietly instead. Yet, that made me feel more uneasy.
"I actually came in here just now to tell you I might only be able to drive you over to pick Munchkin up later. So I thought you might as well head off earlier since they invited you to have dinner together."
"How could that work?” I asked as I sat up straight, feeling upset with him.
Then, I recalled what I had just said. "See? Both Munchkin and I knew you would need to work late. He even reminded me to make sure you had a proper meal. So don't even think of trying to brush me off this time." I leaned on his chest and pretended to glare at him.
"No negotiations allowed!"
Finally, he could no longer hold his laughter in as he took me into his arms again. "This explains a lot."
"What does it explain?" I did not understand what he was trying to say.
"You're so cute. It's no wonder there are so many people hung up about you."
I scoffed. "Isn't that the same for you? At this point, I'm constantly worried that someone's going to dash at you."
"Well, no one asked you to go to Cindy Reed."
Theo brought another topic up.
"Cindy's different. She's different from the others!" I said stubbornly as I stood up.
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