“Is Tom seeing anyone?”
“Nope, I asked him today, and he said no.” Aiden’s eyes sparkled. “I’m not sure he’s on our team, though.”
Jason wasn’t either. Maybe he didn’t have a team, or maybe he was on both teams, all teams—whatever. Jason wanted to growl in frustration. It shouldn’t be so hard to figure out. “You’ve never seen him with anyone?”
“Tom? No. I’m not even sure Tristan has.”
Tristan. Did his name have to come up every time they talked? “Have you asked?”
“No.” Aiden frowned at him again. “Why don’t you ask him yourself?”
“Tristan?” Did Aiden think he was mad? No way could he ask Tristan if Tom had been seeing anyone.
Aiden rolled his eyes. “No, Tom. Worst case scenario, he’ll throw you out.” Aiden giggled and went back to his papers.
Jason didn’t want Tom to throw him out. “I’m staying a day longer than planned.”
“You are?” Aiden closed the calendar he’d been writing in and got to his feet.