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THIS SHIT WAS weird.
After spending the day moving Gavin’s stuff into my apartment, it wasn’t until now that I realized I’d actually be living in the same space as another human being.
I’d always been on my own for a reason—I liked it that way. No one else’s shit to deal with, no one all up in my business. I eyed the empty boxes Gavin had thrown out into the main room while he unpacked for hours.
No mess everywhere...
So what had possessed me to say yes when he asked a few weeks ago if he could move in? Donovan and Kelly’s love-fest was enough to gag anyone, let alone Gavin, so I understood why he’d want to get the hell out. But why here? Why with me? It wasn’t like he couldn’t get his own place if he wanted to. With rich parents, we all could.
“Hey,” Gavin said as he stepped out of his room to throw another empty box onto the pile. When he caught me staring at the mess he was creating, he waved a hand. “Sorry, I know it’s a mess, but I called downstairs and they said they’d send someone to break them down tomorrow.”
Just one of the perks of living in an all-inclusive building on the Upper East Side—someone on call for every little thing you wanted. Hell, they would’ve moved Gavin’s boxes themselves if he’d had the patience to wait until the weekend.
I raised a brow. “You’re in a better mood.” Earlier there’d been an irritated red tinge to his skin, and he’d snapped at most of the guys at least once. But now he seemed almost content.
“Yeah, I guess I was annoyed about the furniture and then just having to move at all. I’m sorry. It didn’t have anything to do with you.”
I shrugged. “No problem.” It wasn’t like I wasn’t an ass on a daily basis.
He wiped the back of his hand over his forehead, looking proud, but tired. Even though the rest of the guys had helped move everything, Gavin hadn’t stopped all day. “So guess who just finished unpacking the last of his stuff? Well, at least until my furniture comes in.”
“Too bad,” I said, crossing my arms as I leaned back against the kitchen island. “I was about to see if you needed help.”
“Hah. Sure you were.”
“I was.”
“Well, if you really want to make yourself useful, you can go fold my underwear. I haven’t gotten to that yet.”
For some reason, the idea of getting my hands on something private of Gavin’s was hotter than it should’ve been. “Youfoldyour underwear?”
“Don’t you?”
“Fuck no. I throw ’em in a drawer.”
Gavin chuckled as he grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with water. “In case you missed it, I don’t have a dresser yet.”
“I’m aware.”
“Or a bed.”
“No shit.”
He drank most of his water before continuing, and his expression was a little too mischievous as he tapped his glass with his thumb. “Are you not gonna offer?”
“Offer what?”
“To let me sleep in your bed.”
I could only stare at him as I processed his question. He wasjoking, right? Gavin didn’t want to sleep with me—sleep in my bed. We were just friends, or friendly acquaintances, or whatever the hell we were that wasn’t a couple of guys sleeping together.
I mean, was he hot? Yeah, of course, but that didn’t mean I wanted to fuck him.
But just asthatthought popped into my head, my dick woke up, letting me know it didn’t think that was a bad idea at all.
But it was. The worst thing in the world would be letting Gavin sleep in my bed.
