Andi stirred. She frowned at the ringing sound coming from Baze's nightstand. Who called someone at 7:34 am?

Andi groaned. Her head ached. She'd expected the hangover after doing shots with Baze, but she'd also planned on sleeping the worst of it off. The ringing was making the pain in Andi's head doubly bad.

Andi nudged Baze, but he didn't move. She grabbed his cell phone. "Hello?" She said groggily.

"Who is this?" A shrill voice asked.

"Andi. Who is this?" Andi said, massaging her throbbing temples.

Baze's eyes fluttered open when he heard Andi's voice. He propped himself up.

"This is Cate. Where's Baze?"

Baze grimaced. He could hear Cate loud and clear even though his cell wasn't on speaker phone mode. He grabbed his phone from Andi and hastily went into the living room so he could have some privacy. "Cate? Hi."

"Who is Andi?" Cate demanded without bothering to say hello.

"She's a…friend," Baze mumbled. He thought he detected a hint of jealousy in Cate's tone, but maybe it was just wishful thinking on his part.

"A friend who happened to be in your bed?" Cate said knowingly. "You know what? That's not the point."

"What is the point?" Baze asked wearily.

"I got an interesting call from the police. Do you have any idea why my car is on the side of the road in Woodburn?" Cate asked.

"Yes," Baze muttered. "Lux, she took your car to-"

"What? Why was she driving without a license?" Cate asked angrily.

"She wanted to see Tasha and she ran out of gas," Baze replied.

"She's staying with you. You're supposed to be making sure she stays out of trouble," Cate said, her tone accusatory.

"I know. I'm sorry. I picked her up. And I'm gonna go get your car," Baze said.

Cate sighed. "Were you even gonna tell me?"

"Yes, of course," Baze said, his voice laced with hurt. He thought he'd finally earned Cate's trust. He hoped they weren't back to square one because of his lapse in judgment. "I just, I didn't want to bug you while you're on your honeymoon."

"My wedding is fair game, but the honeymoon is off limits?" Cate said sarcastically.

Baze swallowed a lump in the back of his throat. He'd known the subject would come up eventually, but he'd been hoping to delay the inevitable. He didn't know what to say to her.

He was torn. Part of him felt like he may as well go ahead and tell Cate how he felt. He'd already crashed the wedding. The other part of him felt like telling Cate would only make things more difficult for her and that was the last thing he wanted to do. She was married to Ryan now and there wasn't anything Baze could do about it. The bottom line was he'd been too late.

"I'm sorry, Cate," Baze said softly.

"For what?" Cate asked.

"I didn't want to ruin anything for you. I shouldn't have shown up at the wedding," Baze said.

"Then why did you?" Cate cried out.

"I just, I wanted to tell you how I felt," Baze mumbled. He knew Cate wouldn't believe anything other than the truth.

"I went to your place and asked you how you felt," Cate said, her tone accusatory.

Baze raked a hand through his brown hair. "I know! I'm sorry. OK? I just, I want you to be happy and if Ryan makes you happy…you should be with him, Cate." He struggled to keep his voice even.

Cate nodded slowly. She realized Baze couldn't see her and said, "OK."

Baze buried his head in his hands. Every word Cate said felt like a dagger to his heart. He didn't know if he'd be able to talk to her every day, see her every day knowing he'd blown his chance with her. He didn't know if he could be just friends with her. Not when he was in love with her.

Andi emerged from Baze's bedroom. She smiled timidly. "I shouldn't have answered your phone. It woke me up and my head was killing me and I just, I wasn't thinking. I hope I didn't make a bad situation worse."

Baze smiled slightly. "It's not your fault. And I don't think the situation could get much worse."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Andi asked.

"No." Baze shook his head.

Andi understood. She smiled sympathetically. "You look like you could use a drink. I know I could."

Baze looked up in surprise. "It's eight in the morning," he pointed out.

"Bloody Mary?" Andi said, undeterred. She began rummaging through Baze's cupboards looking for the ingredients.

Baze took the ingredients from his liquor cabinet and began mixing the drink. "I didn't think you'd feel like drinking again after last night." He smirked. She'd been trashed. She'd probably consumed her weight in alcohol.

"A hangover is the body craving alcohol," Andi said. "I'm just giving my body what it wants." She wrapped her arms around Baze. "And a Bloody Mary isn't the only thing it wants."

Baze kissed Andi. He tasted the Bloody Mary. It tasted good. Andi tasted good. He deepened the kiss, lifting her up so she was sitting on the counter top straddling him.

"Oh my gosh!" Both Baze and Andi froze when they heard Lux.

"I'm sorry," Lux stammered, retreating to her makeshift bedroom.

Baze groaned. He couldn't seem to do anything right lately. Not with Cate. Not with his kid.

"You had her when you were sixteen. It's not like she doesn't know you're having sex," Andi pointed out.

Baze grimaced. "I want her to see me differently. To see that I'm not the same guy I was in high school," he explained.

"She sees you as her dad," Andi said.

"That's just it. I don't think she does. Cate gave her up for adoption. It's a long story, but she just came back into our lives. She sees me as her friend," Baze explained, his voice laced with hurt.

Andi instinctively reached for Baze's hand. "I'm sure that's not true."

Baze looked unconvinced.

"Who is the first person you call when you need help?" Andi asked.

Baze stared at her blankly.

"Your parents. You know that they'll always be there for you no matter what. Even if you're in jail and need bail money," Andi said, smiling slightly as she remembered one of the predicaments she'd gotten herself into.

Baze raised his eyebrows. "What did you get arrested for?"

Andi blushed slightly. "The point is Lux called you when she ran out of gas. Because she knew you'd be there for her. You're her dad and she knew you'd do whatever it took to help her. Even if it meant bribing me with free alcohol."