“Are you not happy with them?” I asked. “Do you not love spending time with them?”

“Well yeah. But they’re fancy and smart. Smarter than even you, Jay,” he said. “And they’ve got this big flash house, and…” He shrugged.

“And what?”

He met my gaze. “What if I do the meet-the-friends thing, and what if I tell them I will move in with them, and what if I love them, and then what if they don’t want me anymore.”

“Oh, Angus.” I reached over and squeezed his hand. Then I— Wait, what? “Have they asked you to move in with them?”

“It’s been mentioned, but I don’t wanna. They have a big place and said they wanted me to, but I said I have a Jay, and I like living with him. He’s like my big brother, and I’m not too smart, but he looks out for me and won’t break my heart like they could, ya know?”

I was speechless. “Angus.”

“So if you want to meet ’em, you can.”

“Only if you want me to.” I gave him a smile. “And you’re like a brother to me too. And Angus, I can’t really offer any advice for navigating a relationship between three people. I mean, I can barely get one right with two people, as we’ve all borne witness to in the last twenty-four hours.” I gestured broadly to Hennessy. “But what I do know is this: if you’re happy and if it works for you, then take the chance. Because it could just turn out to be the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”

Hennessy squeezed my thigh, and Merry fanned her eyes. “Jesus, what is it with the tears today? You’re all arseholes.”

I laughed, and Angus gave me a shy smile. “I’ll speak to them and let you know.”

“You also have to meet Michael and Vee, and Saffron and Siobhan,” Hennessy said, giving me a nudge. “But maybe friends first, then family. I don’t want to throw you in the deep end.”

Angus tilted his head and studied Hennessy. “How did you know their names? I never said their names.”

“Who?” he asked. “Michael and Veronica? Or Saffron and Siobhan?”

“Well, Michael and Vee.” Now he looked confused. “The couple I’ve been seeing…”

My eyes almost popped out of my head. “What?”

Merry gawped. “What?”

Hennessy’s eyebrows almost met his hairline. “Michael and Veronica Hawke. They live on King Street.”

Angus nodded, a mix of disbelieving and stunned. “Darling Harbour Apartments.”

Hennessy sat back in his seat and a slow smile spread across his face. “You’re the one.”

“The one what?” I asked.