The next day Bree called Cassidy, she was lonely, Gage was working and Hazel was taking her nap.
"How old is Gage anyway?"
"What? What happened? Tell me? Why are you interested in his age?" Cassidy bombarded Bree with her questions. "And when are you going back to the club?"
"Cass..."
"Alright...he's thirty-seven....