Frost on the Green (The Green Girl sequel) ✓

Chapter 38

A/N: Dedicated to BlowUp22. Thank you for your support!

I apologize that this chapter is short but I’m having problems with my Brick again. The battery is getting low and the charger doesn’t seem to be working quite as it should. I was afraid that if I were to write more, I might not have enough charge to upload the chapter. I hope you’ll still enjoy it enough to vote :)

PS: Brick (or Brickie) is what I call my laptop. It’s an old, heavy model.

 

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Caden’s POV

 

His eyes were bloodshot red yet there was a happy glimmer in them. They glistened that way the moment he looked at Alice. He swept his hand over his short brown hair as if to tidy it up – a useless effort as it always stuck into whichever direction it pleased, regardless of its length.

“So…” He cleared his throat. “I’m Caden’s dad - Gavin.”

“Figured as much,” she replied, pulling on the hem of her green spaghetti top.

I shook my head with a smile; I couldn’t decide who seemed more nervous at their first meeting in person.

“Won’t you come in?” Alice gestured for my father to enter the living room.

Once all three of us were in – Alice and I seated on the couch and Gavin on one of the sofas – there was a moment of silence. I knew what I wanted to say – to ask, actually – but I figured I’d give them some time to get acquainted first.

“Oh!” Alice jumped off her seat. “The snacks! We forgot the snacks,” she was halfway to the kitchen when she turned around and addressed my father: “And drinks. Do you want anything to drink? Not alcohol, of course, but we have sodas…”

My father was so amused by her babbling that he didn’t even flinch when she mentioned his addiction.

“Take a breath, will you, child?” He suggested in his naturally slightly raspy voice. It was strange how that tone could also hold gentle note at the same time. “And yeah, I’d like a soda, kid. Not too sweet, if there’s a choice.”

“I’ll bring it right over,” a calmer Alice replied and disappeared into the other room.

“She’s cute, son,” Gavin commented after a while, smiling at me. “Seems nice too.”

“Yeah, she is. Both of those things,” I added just as my girlfriend came out of the kitchen. She took the sodas and the bowl of popcorn off the plastic tray and placed them on the table before taking her seat by my side.

“How did it go yesterday?” Alice inquired about the same thing I wanted to ask.

With a deep sigh, my father placed his soda back on the table without even drinking from it.

“As I told Cade over the phone, everything is alright now; you kids have nothing to worry about. Now can we just enjoy our Sunday afternoon?”

Alice and I looked at one another. We didn’t even have to speak; we both knew what the other was thinking. She gave me a nod and I shifted my attention to Gavin.

“You said that, but we want to know more. How did you arrange it? And are you absolutely sure we are safe?”

“Yes, I am,” he said, answering only one of my questions.