For a second he thinks Alex knows something he does and he would swear his heart stops. He draws in a ragged, terrified breath, then everything sort of clicks into place and he lets out a rough laugh, sounding more shocked than amused.

"Jesus Christ, kid," he says. "I thought you meant Beverly at first."

He scrubs a hand down his face, trying to calm the thumping of his heart, then looks at Alex. "You do mean you, right?"