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When we got back to Mal’s place, I carried a sleeping Shawn up to his room while Mal took our bags. I turned around in circles when I entered the master bedroom but didn’t see my luggage. The sound of a door being opened got my attention. Mal came strolling out of the water closet.
“Where are my suitcases?” I asked as he walked over to the sink to wash his hands.
“In the closet.”
I headed over to the large master closet. Inside, my suitcases sat on a completely empty side aside from three brand new packs of hangers. Mal had all his clothes and shoes, surprisingly, neatly arranged on one half of the space.
“You can hang up stuff if you want. You know, just in case you don’t want to have to keep digging through your suitcase while you’re here.”
I glanced back over my shoulder at him. “I thought you’d have this filled.”
“The chest of drawers is empty, too. I took the dresser because it had more room.”
I looked over at the tall piece of furniture that stood against the wall next to the closet. “You left me space?”
Mal put his hands on my hips and pulled me back against him. “You sound surprised.” He gave me a kiss on the top of my head. “I told you this place is for us. When you’re ready. But, like with the decorating, I figured it’d be easier to plan ahead. Less adjustment needed that way.”
I turned around and wrapped my arms around his waist. He responded without hesitation, encasing me in warmth and security.
“This is my favorite place.”
“The closet?”
“Your arms.”
Chapter 53
Calida
Macy and Mitch were waiting in the parking lot at Midtown Tavern when we arrived. She smiled and waved at us. Malcolm wasn’t overly thrilled about the karaoke night, and that made Macy even more excited about it. I had to admit, the idea of karaoke wasn’t my favorite either, not if I had to sing, but watching other people get drunk and sing badly would make for a fun night of entertainment.
“This place is packed. Think we’re gonna get a table?” I asked, pulling her into a hug.
“I think so.”
“Hey, Mitch.”
“Hey, Lee, how are you?” he asked, giving me a quick squeeze.
Malcolm gave his sister a warm embrace before giving Mitch a bro hug.
“Let’s go in and get a spot while we can.” Mitch took Macy’s hand and headed off toward the entrance.
Mal placed his hand on the small of my back as we followed behind. “I meant what I said in the truck. I’m not singing.”
I smiled up at him. “Aww, come on. I think you’d be great singing a little J. Lo or maybe some Lady Gaga.”
Mal’s face contorted into the funniest look of total appall. I nearly choked on laughter.
Macy gave an inquisitive glance back. “You okay?”
I nodded. “Mal was just telling me he can’t wait to perform ‘Hips Don’t Lie.’” I could barely get the words out before I erupted into more giggles.
“You’re not funny,” he said, frowning at me.
“I kinda am, though.”
Macy pressed her lips together to hide a smile. “Wow, Malcolm, we’ll have to get a table up front so I can record that.”
