Chapter 72

I listen to his footsteps on the gravel path before I turn and head for Creed and Miranda's apartment.

Fortunately, Creed’s the only one that's home. He lets me in, and the spark between us flares to life.

“You figured it out,” he guesses, his words vaguely echoing Tristan's.

Creed crosses his arms over his chest and waits for me to talk.

“I did,” I start, and then I don't know what to say. It seems so anti- climactic. Miranda being gay isn't a problem, and it shouldn’t matter to anyone. Then again, I know Creed’s just worried about what it is that she’s hiding. Maybe, like me, he's expecting the worst. This should be a relief for him. “Miranda is dating a girl named Jessie Maker,” I say, waiting to see what his reaction is going to be. The skin around his eyes tightens imperceptibly, but that's it.

“You're sure?” he asks, and I nod. Creed exhales and drops his arms by his side, and I'm glad to see that he’s not upset. “That’s it?”

“You're not going