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“I’m fine.” She takes a deep breath. “I’ll stay.”
“What?” Definitely wasn’t expecting that. “Are you sure? I mean, you don’t have to; I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
Brittany starts laughing softly. “Just accept the win and stop asking questions. I had a heart to heart with my dad when I was hiding in Ben’s room, and regardless of what we’re working on, at the end of the day, I love you and I want to be with you. I want to stay.”
“If I wasn’t driving, I’d kiss the hell out of you.”
Her laugh is loud this time. “Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance.”
“Thank you.”
She smiles. When we get home, we shower and then I put us to work. Brittany is standing in front of my closet while I rearrange my drawers to condense, so there’s room for her.
“Your closet is small. Seriously. Whoever built this house liked the person in the guest bedroom better. I think that closet is bigger.”
I laugh. “They’re the same size.”
“What are you doing anyway?” she asks, coming to stand next to me.
“Condensing.”
“You mean you use all of these drawers?”
I have a tall dresser with many drawers. “Yes, I use all of them.”
“For what?” She sounds incredulous.
“There’s junk in the bottom three. Just odds and ends that I didn’t know what to do with. Are you going to judge how I use my space or help me so you can take over some of it?”
“Why don’t we buy a new dresser?” she asks as she peers into the one I currently have open.
“What’s wrong with my dresser?”
“Do you know why it had to be tall? Because it has short drawers. Dressers are always better when the drawers are deep. You can fit more in them.”
“Yeah, but then you have to dig for it. All I have to do is pull my drawer out further.”
Brittany frowns, not agreeing with my assessment. “Is this what living with you is going to be like?” she jokes with a smile. “Disagreeing about basic things?”
“Pretty much,” I laugh. We set about fixing m
y room to bring her in. Brittany cracks me up because she’s jumping in whole hog. She makes small comments about needing a new comforter because apparently mine screams manly, about investing in legit hangers because wire ones aren’t as good, and things like that. I tell her she can change whatever she wants, because I honestly don’t care, but if she insists on changing my sheets and comforter, she has to take me with her shopping. I’m particular when it comes to my sheets and such, so it needs my stamp of approval.
As we’re putting her clothes up in my room, Brittany asks, “So, bills. How’s that going to work?”
“The only bills I have that we could share are lights, water, internet, and groceries. There’s a mortgage on the house, but you’re not helping with that. I figured you could have lights and water and I’ll cover internet and groceries.”
“Okay. That works for me. We should go through my kitchen stuff and see if we can use any of it or if it should stay boxed up.”
“We’ll save that for another day. What’s your work week looking like?”
“It’ll be normal again. I guess I need to update the address on all of my accounts and driver’s license, too.”
“We’ll get it all done.” I don’t want her to stress about all that she needs to change since she’s officially living with me now. She has time to change stuff and it doesn’t have to be done all at once. “So, I have an idea.”
“Oh lord,” Brittany tries to mutter, but her giggle comes out anyway.
I smile. “Don’t oh lord me. It’s a good idea. Do you want to hear it or not?”
