"It's nothing."
Compared to Caitlin's awkwardness, Gordon looked as unruffled as ever. He picked up a piece of shortbread and tasted it, completely at ease.
He was truly unfazed.
So unfazed, in fact, that it was as if he hadn't just had his hand held a moment ago.
In her mind, Caitlin gave him a silent thumbs up.
Clearly, she still had a lot to learn. Seriously, it was just holding hands—why was she so flustered? She should really take a leaf out of Gordon's book.
Taking a deep breath, Caitlin composed herself and rejoined the conversation with Alaina and Celeste, pretending as though nothing had happened. Thankfully, Alaina and Celeste had hit it off and were completely engrossed in their own chat, so their little moment had gone unnoticed.
Gordon glanced at his phone. "Sis, Skyler's here. I'll go meet him outside."
"Go ahead," Alaina replied without even looking up.
Had Alaina been paying closer attention, she might have noticed that Gordon's voice was lower and rougher than usual.
Gordon stood and walked toward the door.
Early October had brought a hint of chill to the air, but Gordon felt unbearably warm; he loosened the top button of his shirt as he stepped outside.
He waited about ten minutes before Skyler finally showed up, strolling up to the restaurant entrance.
Spotting Gordon waiting for him, Skyler raised his brows in surprise. "Uncle Gordon? What are you doing out here?"
"Waiting for you," Gordon said, his tone even.
"For me?" Skyler sounded almost flattered.
Uncle Gordon was actually waiting for him!
As he spoke, Skyler suddenly noticed something odd: "Uncle, did you have a drink tonight?"
"What makes you say that?" Gordon asked.
Skyler pointed at him, confused. "Your face is really red. Like, really red. Even down your neck."
"It's stuffy in there," Gordon said by way of explanation.
"Stuffy?" Skyler scratched his head, unconvinced. "But it's not that warm today."
"I just—get overheated easily," Gordon muttered.
Overheated? Skyler hurried after Gordon, grinning cheekily. "Sounds like you need a girlfriend, Uncle~"
It was meant as a harmless joke, but Gordon's face flushed an even deeper shade of red, as if he'd been set alight. Who knew what he was thinking about? He lowered his voice, "Your mom and the others are inside. I'll be back—I need the restroom."
He needed a splash of cold water to calm himself down.
Skyler watched Gordon's hasty retreat, eyes wide with amusement.
He'd only been teasing, but who would have thought his uncle was so pure-hearted?

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