"She's definitely a free spirit, son," his father said. "I appreciate you letting your old man get a look or two."

Dex chuckled. "Well, knowing my girlfriend, she's probably forced you to do a little more than look. It's okay though," Dexter said, patting him on the shoulder, "I know my girl."

Don laughed easily, and Dexter smiled, enjoying the sight of his dad being happier than he'd seen him in a long, long time.

"Gonna go join her?" Don asked.

"Maybe," Dex said. He saw the notification light blinking on his phone and checked. There was a voicemail.

"Hey Dexter," a voice said. "It's Chase. Give me a call...