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“You can,” Thomas says and my watery gaze meets his.
“Are you sure?”
Lisa smiles softly at me. “Of course we are. We discussed this at length months ago and Thomas even had the paperwork already drawn up. I can be out by next weekend. If you two want to be roommates, that is.”
I bite my bottom lip and glance up at August. “You want to be roomies?” I ask him and his gaze meets mine.
He wets those fucking lips. “Yeah. I could do that.”
I smile widely at him and tuck my head under his chin.
Lisa eyes us but keeps her mouth shut.
Yeah, good. Keep that mouth closed. Because me being in love with your son is your fault.
You raised someone too good to be true.
I’m going to pine over this man until I’m on my deathbed.
No one will ever measure up.
CHAPTERELEVEN
AUGUST
My mom has been eyeing me all damn day. Emery really made things awkward as fuck by crawling onto my lap and just planting himself there. Like it was totally normal.
It wasnot normal.
But at the same time, I wasn’t about to move him off of me. I couldn’t do that to him.
Now I’m helping her pack her stuff and my mom is wondering what the hell is going on between the two of us. I can see it on her face. But of course, she won’t say anything unless I bring it up. That’s how awesome she is.
I need to bring it up. I need to tell her. Why is this so hard? I need to process this with someone. I should probably call Magnus; he usually has good advice.
“Who will take the master bedroom, you think?” she asks, and I shrug.
“Emery can have it,” I say as she nods.
“Yeah, that makes sense. We’ll leave the bed. You think he’ll mind? I know I’ve been sleeping on it….” she says, and I shake my head.
“No. I don’t think so. He’s been sleeping on Lex’s couch….”
Emery suddenly appears in the doorway and flops down on my mom’s queen-sized bed, his arms and legs spread wide. He’s making snow angels on the covers.
“God, yes. I’ll take it. I’m basically homeless. This bed was made for me. Is this a pillow top?”
Lisa knocks his foot with hers. “Why, yes, it is. How about I strip the sheets and you can stay in here tonight since I’ll be at Thomas’ place. That way you don’t have to sleep on August’s floor.”
She eyes me and I flush red because, dammit. She’s askingwithoutasking. I think that’s a mom thing.
“Yeah, that would be great. But full disclosure, Lisa, I slept in your son’s bed last night. He offered to sleep on the floor, but with his bad back….”
My mom tugs on her ponytail and nods. “Of course. That makes sense.”
No, mom, it makes no sense, but here I am, about to be roommates with Emery. Sexy, addicting, infuriating Emery.
Emery leans up and his eyebrows meet. “Are you sure, Lisa, about this? You barely know me.”
