"Let’s wait a little longer," Chris said, gently taking the file from my hands. He ruffled my hair, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You sure seem more invested in Enoch than you let on," I teased, resting my head against his chest. For someone who claimed not to care, Chris had been keeping close tabs on his estranged son, ensuring I had a front-row seat to the drama. "Not really," C