He grinned when he got out. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
Drew smiled and gave his best friend a quick hug. “Yeah, well, it’s your sister’s fault. She didn’t want me to be alone for the holidays. You know how women are about that stuff.”
“If I’d known your parents were going on a cruise, I’d have invited you myself. Come on inside.”
He thanked the driver for the ride and grabbed his bags, following Gray up the stone steps and inside. The place was just as he remembered it from the last time he’d been here—high ceilings, polished wood floors, and so many rooms a person could get lost and never find their way out.
The only difference was that now Secret Service were all over the place because Gray and Carolina’s father was the vice president of the United States.
“You can leave your bags by the stairs. Someone will take them up to your room.”
“Okay, thanks. How do you like having the suits with guns and earplugs hanging around?” Drew asked as Gray led him into the kitchen.
Gray laughed. “Hey, as long as they’re not following me around, I’m fine with it. And they keep the press away, so it works for me.”
“I’m sure it does. Where’s Evelyn?”
Gray grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator and held another one up for Drew. Drew nodded, and Gray handed it to him.
“Out doing some Christmas shopping with my mom and Carolina. Carolina flew in late last night and Mom dragged her out of bed this morning to hit the city for all-day shopping.”
“Bet she loved that.”
Gray shrugged and took a swallow of beer. They took seats at the table near the back door. “I don’t know. They were going to have breakfast, then start shopping as soon as the mall opened, and according to Mom, all the way through dinner, so we aren’t supposed to expect them back until later tonight.”
Drew grimaced. “Better them than me.”
“Amen to that. How was your flight?”
“It was good. How are things with you and Evelyn?”
“Great. Adjusting to our crazy schedules, but, man, it’s going well. She’s busy as hell with my dad, of course, and we weren’t sure in the beginning how it was all going to work, but we find the time to be together.”
“I guess when you’re in love, you find a way to make it work.”
Gray grinned. “I guess so.”
“Where’s your dad?”
“In his home office, on the phone, of course. He and I had breakfast this morning that lasted all of twenty minutes before he was pulled away by a phone call.”
Drew leaned back in the chair and took a long swallow of beer. “Well, he is kind of a busy guy.”
“Yeah, he is. I’m happy for him, though, and for my mom. She’s thrilled to be able to push her literacy agenda at the national level, and my dad—well, he’s changed. A lot. Surprised the hell out of me, but he’s a much better man than he used to be.”
“I’m glad the two of you have found common ground.”
“Me, too. Life is pretty damned perfect right now. And how about you? You had a few shitty games. At least you started turning it around when you got back to the Garden.”
The one thing Drew could always count on from his friends was blunt honesty. Ever since college, when he, Gray, Garrett, and Trevor had roomed together and become friends, they’d always been honest with each other about their shortcomings, especially in sports. When they rocked it, they all gave each other pats on the back. When they sucked, they were the first to tell each other.