Chapter 18
ALEX
“Hi, Dad,” Emilee chants, surprisingly having decided to call in lieu of a text.
It’s only been a week since she left for Spain, and I can hear the excitement in her voice as she rehashes every single moment. Gabriel is now officially her new favorite person, and his name is woven into every other sentence, along with Ana’s, of course.
Apparently, Gabriel’s family is very wealthy.
According to Emilee, “They live in a mansion, Dad!” His parents live on the property, too, in separate living quarters, and speak only Spanish.
Which Emilee has now trained her American tongue to grapple with—and she spills out broken sentences as she dry runs through her new vocabulary.
“So, Dad, what’s new with you?” She finally winds down. “Have you seen G?”
I’ve been informed that Elijah is “much cooler” than I am, hence the casual use of the initial to his last name. And, of course, he’s cool with that.
“All good here, Em. Elijah’s been busy at the bar, and I’ve had some modeling gigs,” I answer.
“Well, Ana said G’s been spending a lot of time with you. So, which is it?”
I roll my eyes, but can’t help smiling at her inquisitive mind. “I’ve seen him, Em.”
She giggles. “I knooow, Dad. G’s husband talks about you all the time.”
I’m sorry, husband?!
“Gotta go! Bye, Dad.”