It was weird, how my fingers went automatically went up to push Redford's hair back, some instinctive soothing motion. I could read all the little lines in his face, now. He was okay at the moment, though if he got too many people in here we might have a problem. Luckily, Evie was chill. We should be fine.
"First off, sweetheart, there is no such thing as too many guns," I told him, eyebrow cocked, a faint, teasing smile lifting one corner of my mouth. "Second, this is my shopping therapy. It's helping me get over Brian."
Still fussing with Red's hair, I managed to stop myself, because yeah, not sure what that was all about. Not that I minded. I didn't. But I wasn't sure where that urge was coming from, the want to touch, and it was just odd, was all. Maybe I was trying to do the whole 'he's with me' thing. Yeah. That was probably it.
"Also, I'm getting you one. Evie and I were just discussing what the best type would be." No, Jed, leaning in to kiss Redford right now would be a bad idea. Maybe I was just really overly horny? God, I didn't know, this whole thing was fucking bizarre. I was chalking it down to wanting to make sure that Evie's boys knew Redford was definitely with me and not overthinking it. I always got into trouble when I overthought things.