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“I haven’t decided yet,” I said slowly.
“It’s not that big of a deal.”
“It’s ahugedeal—especially since you’re the guy that hasn’t had a woman spend the night ever, and now you’re giving me keys.”
“Linden?”
“Yeah?”
“Use the keys or don’t. It’s your choice. I just wanted you to know that I’m okay with you being here when I’m not.”
I sighed and met his gaze. I wondered if I was looking all moony-eyed. “Safe travels.”
With a grin and a wave, he picked up his bag, fit perfectly for a motorcycle, and left. A few moments later, his bike roared to life.
I quickly cleaned up the remains of our breakfast and did the dishes. As I was sliding into my jeans, my phone rang. A stupid blast of hope shot through my chest, thinking it might’ve been Boxer already calling just to hear my voice.
It wasn’t Boxer. It was Freddy.
“Hey, girl,” she said. “Do you want to grab a drink tonight?”
“Ah, I’d love to,” I said, “but I’m in Waco.”
“You’re in Waco? Well, well, well, that’s interesting.”
“It’s notthatinteresting.”
“Let me guess: You’re deep in lust with Boxer and never want to leave his side.”
“Would you think less of me if I said yes?”
She let out a laugh. “No, actually. I think it’s adorable, and I want to hear all about it. And it just so happens I’m already in Waco.”
“You are? Why?”
“The woman who owns Leather and Ink got in some new pieces and she asked me to model them for the website. I’m currently standing outside of a warehouse with a camera lens pointed at me.”
“So let’s definitely grab drinks when you’re done. And then you can crash here at Boxer’s tonight and not have to drive back to Dallas until tomorrow.”
“He won’t mind?”
“He’s not here,” I said. “He left this morning to head up to Idaho.”
“And you’re staying at his place without him?”
“Yeah.”
“This just got serious.”
I snorted. “Tell me about it.”
“Shelly’s. Seven o’clock.”
* * *
Boxer’s house was devoid of all adult food. And even though I had to head back to Dallas the next day, I thought it would be nice if he came home to a full fridge. Maybe then he’d stop relying on the Old Ladies to bring him food.
A few hours later, I returned from my shopping excursion. It was strange, walking into his place and not having him there. But it smelled like him. I wondered when it would smell likeus. I smacked my forehead.
