chapter one hundred and forty-six

Tyler's POV

"I can't stand being without them," I complain once again. "Olivia's birthday is in two days! I can't believe I did this," I sigh. "Emily could at least be more understanding, right?"

I wait for Josh's or Justin's voice to respond, but neither of them speaks up. I crane my neck and notice Josh, drooling in his sleep with his head resting on Justin, who is glued to his phone, laughing like an idiot.

I know that smile.

"Is the source of this joy Ingrid?" I ask, poking him this time, looking at his phone screen.

He startles a bit, types a little more, then turns off the phone screen and finally gives me his attention. "Yeah, I guess," he smiles slightly, embarrassed.

"Invite her to do something," I suggest.

"Peter and David are staying with me, I can't," he says, lowering his head sadly.

"Wasn't Josh supposed to be with Luke's kid?" I ask, confused.

"Look at him," we both take a pitying look at Josh, who continues sleeping. "He can't even sleep properly with Anne… And it was