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I looked down at the dog he’d taken in for me while risking his own freedom. “I’m sorry,” I said. It didn’t come out particularly believable, so I tried again, clearing my throat. “I’m... sorry. For doing some of the things I’ve done. Maybe not thinking things through.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Maybe?”
“Really?” At his continued silence, I huffed. “Okay, fine, so I went off like a lunatic, burned my father’s house down, made people worry about me, and led the demons down my apparently neon glowing path like a stupid idiot. I’m sorry.”
The angry bear vibe lifted a bit, and he raised his chin as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You aren’t stupid,” he said quietly. “I’m—sorry for saying that.”
“Well, I wasn’t smart.”
“Agreed.”
I cut him a look, but then we both smirked.
Okay. A truce of sorts. That was something.
I set about getting Lance’s bowls out and finding him a blanket to lie on, then I picked up my bag.
“Bring it in the bedroom,” Adam said, pointing down the hallway. “You’ll be in there.”
“I’m not taking your bed,” I said. “This couch sucks.”
“We’ve already discussed this,” he said, pointing again. “You will, if I have to put you in there myself.”
Our eyes met as visions of him doing just that danced through my head.
I swallowed hard and turned away, walking into his bedroom and setting my bag on a chair. A large bed loomed before me. Simple. Black comforter. White sheets. A window with a blackout shade served as a headboard.
Adam’s bed.
God help me.
“So, um,” I began, my voice sounding a little off. “Tomorrow I’ll go spend the day with Grace.”
“Do you need a ride?” he asked, leaning against the frame, filling the doorway, looking better than anyone should.
I shook my head. “It’s in walking distance. It’s good for me.”
He nodded, looking from me to his bed to his dresser. He blinked away, walking over and pulling out a pair of sweatpants. He opened a small cabinet door and pulled out a blanket. “Cool. I’ll be running some errands for Tobes, but he’ll be around, and I’ll be back later in the day. I generally work late, but I’ll be right downstairs if you need anything.”
That anything was loaded. And we both knew it.
I sat on the bed. “I think we need some guidelines.”
The fact that I said that while sitting on his bed didn’t escape me.
He chuckled. “Need me to draw a chalk line?”
“You know what I’m saying,” I said, raking my hair back. “This is—I—I know you offered this whole deal when you thought you’d be leaving, so now it’s just weird.”
He shook his head minimally. “It’ll be fine. We’ll find our rhythm.” I tilted my head as we both probably had the same thought on that word. “We’ll figure it out.”
“Well, it’s not good for either one of us to keep falling into each other’s mouths every time we turn a corner,” I said.
He narrowed his eyes. “I think there was only one corner.”
I smirked. “Cute.”
“You did say it kept you from being mad at me.”
