Chapter 17. No Choice for Me

Blake’s POV

Andrew apologized again for the millionth time.

“One more apology, and I’ll walk away before lunch is served.”

He raised his hands in defeat with a chuckle.

“How is your sister and the baby?”

His face lit up even more. “They’re great. You’ve got a proud uncle here. I wish I could have stayed longer, but of course, I needed to be back.”

Our food arrived just in time.

“That’s great,” I replied, faking enthusiasm. The topic of babies has never been exciting for me.

“Yeah, it has always been a childhood dream of ours.”

“How many siblings do you have?”

“Two. Byron’s after me, and Cressida is our little angel,” he answered.

I gave him a look.

He understood immediately. “Yes, my mother insisted on naming us in an alphabetical manner.”

I didn’t know much about his family, but I was getting a glimpse. No regular person would name her children that way.

Andrew continued. “Byron is a racer an