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I jump, our noses brushing past each other. “I’m not moving in with you.’
“Yes, you are. I’m not letting you sleep in your car when I have an empty house with a shit ton of rooms available to you.”
“I can’t move in with you.” There’s just no way. I can’t accept this. And not only can I not accept his charity, I don’t think I could handle sleeping down the hall from this man.
I mean, he better lock his door at night or I might just find myself slipping inside.
Ugh, I can’t believe I just had that thought.
I will not move in with him.
Although, my muscles scream at me to say yes to a nice bed to sleep in.
No.
Hmm, maybe.
No.
It’s like I’m battling in my head while Damien just watches on like an innocent onlooker.
I can’t take it anymore. I shake my head. “No really. I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Now stop arguing and let’s go get your stuff so I can get you moved in. I have to get to work.” His lips pass over my forehead as he gets into his Range Rover. He watches me even though he thinks his sunglasses hide his eyes.
Slowly, I slide into my car and drive to my former apartment. Seeing the apartment complex in the harsh daylight makes me cringe. I want Damien to continue to be proud of me and not pity me.
Someone’s already parked in my spot, letting me know without words I’ve already been replaced. I find another spot further down as Damien parks his car behind me. His Range Rover sticks out like a sore thumb around all the other beater cars. He’s out of his car and opening my door before I’ve even unbuckled.
“Ready?” I nod.
Damien threads his fingers with mine, and the heat of his hand is soothing. It has been me for so long it’s nice to have someone helping. Not that I would ever admit that to him.
I unlock the door with the key I’ve already removed off my key ring.
“Well that was nice of them.” Damien squeezes my hand as we survey the haphazard pile of garbage bags pushed against the wall. His face is hard, jaw clenched and twitching at the sight.
“There isn’t anything valuable. I told you most of my stuff is already in my car.”
He takes a deep breath, letting go of my hand, hefting up the bags with both hands. I put the key on the counter, locking the door, thankful my roommates aren’t home.
Damien stows my stuff in his car before coming up to me. “Are you ok?” His finger runs over my cheek and I lean into the touch.
“Yeah.”
His lips brush over my forehead, before opening my door. “Follow me. I’ll help you get your stuff moved in, but then I have to get to the club.”
There’s no room for argument as he closes my door and walks to his car. I keep on his bumper, trying not to think about what I’m doing. If I start thinking, I’ll freak out that I’m moving in with my boss, who I technically seduced the first night I met him. Yeah, no reason to freak out at all.
Just like I knew it would be, Damien’s house is perfect. It’s in an older neighborhood than I expected, but all the houses are well maintained and beautiful. I park next to Damien. My door opens, and I squint at him as the blinding sun pours around him. He looks like a God. My mouth waters at the sight of him.
The sides of his eyes crinkle from his smile. I have a feeling he really can read my thoughts. “Come on. Let’s get you moved in.”
It only takes four trips to get all of my stuff moved in. The room smells like Damien and a sinking suspicion hits me. “Is this your room?”
Damien dumps the last of the bags on the floor. “It is.”
“I can’t stay in your room.” I gather my stuff.
Damien reaches over and pulls a bag from my grasp. “Yes, you can, and you will. I figured you’d be more comfortable sleeping in here, and not my brother’s room. Just in case one of them decides to come home, you won’t get a surprise visitor.”
We have a standoff, both of us too stubborn to give in. I know what he’s saying makes sense. He isn’t going to back down now that I have no place to live, but I hate letting him get his way.
“Please.” His face goes soft, the stubbornness breaking to show how much he cares. His smile is sexy showing off his dimples and it shakes my resolve.
“Fine. But only because you said please.”
“Whatever gets you in my bed.”
Heat rushes up my cheeks as the smile on his face gets bigger. I stand there awkwardly until he decides to turn around. “I’ll let you get yourself settled. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”
