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She laughed and Stone fist-bumped me. “I hear that.”
“I told you the bunk beds were a good idea,” she said to Stone before turning to me. “We got the adult size for Leona and Gabby when they come to stay, but I think that room will work wonderfully for you.”
“I—” I started to tell her I couldn’t impose, but it would be nice to be around friends. “I appreciate this.”
“You can use my study anytime you need to,” she added.
“Are you sure you want to work and live with Mulaney?” Stone asked.
The bag in my briefcase ratcheted up my irritation again. I wasn’t entirely sure I could be around her right now.
“Of course, he does,” Muriella answered for me. “She needs him close by for work . . . and stuff.”
Stone eyed her suspiciously. “What kind of ‘stuff’?”
“You know, stuff.” She elbowed him in the side.
He grunted. “I don’t want that kind of stuff happening under my roof.” Muriella elbowed him again. “At least not when we’re home,” he amended.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, settling back into my seat.
The more I thought about the idea, the more I warmed to it. Mulaney and I still had unfinished business, and if we were living under the same roof, she couldn’t run away from me anymore.
Chapter Nineteen
Mulaney
“I don’t needyou to carry my bags.”
I yanked on my suitcase, which remained firmly in Easton’s grasp as we entered my brother’s apartment.
“Let me show you to your room,” Muriella said, shedding her coat. Stone took it and hung it in the foyer closet.
“Thanks,” I growled, still pulling to gain control of my bag.
“Easy, Heartbreaker,” Easton said low enough only I could hear.
I’d managed to avoid him during the rest of the flight. He’d gone from nuclear to simmering, which I didn’t understand given the circumstances.
“Here we are,” Muriella said cheerfully, ushering me inside the room. “There’s a chest here that should be big enough for you to store your things. The closet is a nice size too. Oh, and you’ll have your own bathroom.”
“I call bottom,” Easton said, putting his briefcase on the bottom bunk bed.
“What are you talking about?” I looked to my sister-in-law for help, waiting for her to kick him out. “You’re not staying here.”
“Muriella and Stone were kind enough to offer me a place to stay. I’m grateful not to have to be cooped up in a hotel.”
I narrowed my eyes on Muriella, who put her hands behind her back but stopped short of whistling an innocent tune.
“Then where is my room?” I asked, snatching my suitcase handle.
“We’re rearranging the other bedrooms to make it easier to accommodate all of the family,” she said, sounding uncertain.
“We are?” Stone asked, appearing in the doorway. She nudged him. “Oh, yeah. We are.”
I glared at both of them. “I’m going to a hotel.”
“You afraid of sharing a bathroom with me?” Easton asked. “I never imagined that’s what you’d be scared of.”
