Water under the bridge

Parker squeezed my hand, turning towards me, “You’re right, I’m sorry. It wouldn’t be fair to her to continue holding a grudge over Wyatt for things that are entirely out of his control. Thank you for being the level-headed one,” he shook his head with a smile.

"What?"

Parker chuckled, "I just never thought I'd say that."

I smiled, “Whenever you need me, I’m here. We may not be mates any longer, but we will always be family,” I narrowed my eyes, "But I've always been the level headed one between you and I."

Parker sat up abruptly, letting go of my hand, and looking out over the water. His eyes glanced down at his hands before returning to the expanse of water.

I was confused, but sat up next to him, listening to the gentle roll of the waves.

“Is it weird, for you?” he asked, turning his head towards me and breaking the silence.

“Is what weird?”

“You and I...” he whispered.

His hazel eyes glittered beneath the sunlight as they roamed over my features.

“I wouldn’t say