Ari made every effort to exchange that eyebrow-raised look with Bax, as if there was nothing more to this than amusement. He kept his gaze averted as Ben mopped himself up with the handkerchief, trying not to let himself sink too deep into the possibilities of Ben and marriage.
Not something that needed confronting here and now, fortunately. Best fold those fears away for another day; he was well aware that the remarkableness of Ben’s bachelor state was not going to go away with time. At least Ben wasn’t being hounded by the pages of Witch Weekly yet. And at least Bax wasn’t one to add to the pressure. Do whatever works for you - yes, unwitting or not, that was about the best thing he could have said.
“Alright,” Ari said, rolling his eyes against his smile (the relief at the underlying meaning in Ben’s remark was too great to hide; and bringing it back to the babysitting issue had brought the topic back to safety); “I think we could drink to that.”
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Not something that needed confronting here and now, fortunately. Best fold those fears away for another day; he was well aware that the remarkableness of Ben’s bachelor state was not going to go away with time. At least Ben wasn’t being hounded by the pages of Witch Weekly yet. And at least Bax wasn’t one to add to the pressure. Do whatever works for you - yes, unwitting or not, that was about the best thing he could have said.
“Alright,” Ari said, rolling his eyes against his smile (the relief at the underlying meaning in Ben’s remark was too great to hide; and bringing it back to the babysitting issue had brought the topic back to safety); “I think we could drink to that.”
