“He’s running some errands for Nesto, but he’s doing better. Talking to you really helped.”

Funny, because during that talk, the one that had dropped life-altering knowledge had definitely not been me.

Yin, looked more relaxed though, so it seemed we’d all been able to move past the scare and stress from Saturday. He lifted his pen to the doors that led to the dining area, without me having to ask. “The boss is out there.”

I nodded in the direction he pointed and saw Nesto sitting at a table working on his computer. As soon as he saw me, he stood to give me dap.

“What’s good, P?” The mischievous smile on his face told me I was not getting away with not talking about Easton. “You looking fly, man. Relaxed.”

He snapped that last word. This motherfucker really thought he was hilarious.

“You’re a lot less funny than you think you are,” I said, somehow managing to keep a straight face as I pulled a chair to sit across from him. “If you must know. I am feeling pretty good considering how fucking stressful shit got this weekend.”

Nesto’s expression sobered as soon as I said that. He rubbed his hand over his face before he answered. “Tell me about it, man. I swear I’m this close from getting in my truck and moving Ari out that fucking house. His uncle is up his ass constantly.”

I sighed, feeling tired already. “Easton got in touch with his friend who does immigration law and the guy got back to him last night. Ari told me I could give Easton the case details. The lawyer comes to Ithaca every week to work with a few clients and will set up a time to meet with Ari. So that’s handled.” I felt a surge of pride then that Easton had followed through.

Nesto nodded at that. “I knew it. If anyone can get that worked out, it’ll be Easton. But seriously, tell me what was up with you guys last night.” His tone clearly stating that he knew what we’d been up to.

I ran my hand over my mouth, not wanting to say too much. This shit with Easton was way too different and I didn’t feel like sharing. Not in my usual, “There’s nothing to say, because I don’t care” type of way either. I felt a little freaked out. Like I was so new at this, so bad at being with someone like I’d been with Easton last night that somehow I’d ruin it.

“Yo, what’s up with you?”

I snapped my head up to find Nesto staring at me with a concerned expression. Something about the way he was looking at me, made me voice my worries out loud.