“What was that about you having a life?” he replied, raising his eyebrows weakly.
He shrugged. “Maybe I’m holding out for someone.”
He nodded in understanding and then sighed. “Don’t,” he told him. “Don’t hold out.”
He didn’t move for the other door until well after she’d gone into her own room. He knew he’d had to say something to...
Owen shrugged at him and sighed. He didn’t know what to say or even what to tell Ryan.