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“Yeah, and my dad, who sometimes comes home,” I confirm. “You’ve been homeless before?”

“More times than I can count.”

“You’re not that old, so I find that hard to believe.”

“Well, believe it. I haven’t ever spent much time in any one place.”

“Even when you were a kid?”

“Especially when I was a kid. At least when I was older, I could work to make sure…” He stops abruptly and stares at the television screen. “I don’t know why I told you that. Forget it. I’ll turn the television down just as soon as the bunnies stop boinking.”

“What are you watching?” I ask, taking another step into the room. I recognize the actors on the screen right away. “Fight Club?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s a classic.”

I stand there and watch Brad Pitt and Edward Norton talking to each other. “How the hell could anyone guess that plot twist when they seemed like they were BFFs?”

“You want to watch? In here?” Thane asks.

Do I want to watch a movie in bed with him? Fuck no.

“I promise I won’t molest you.” He slips his hand out from underneath the pillow and holds both palms up. “I’ll keep my hands where you can see them at all times.”

Why would he ask me to stay? To be nice because he’s staying in my house?

“You weren’t about to go to sleep?”

“Nah. Remember? It’s hard to sleep until the noisy bunnies next door pass out.”

“Oh. Right. Yeah. They are loud.”

“You just getting home from work?”

“Yeah. Thanks for not using all the hot water or eating all the leftovers.”

“No problem.”

He folds the covers back onto his lap, and a splash of red catches my eye. There’s a stain on the edge of his bandage and a few spots on the sheets.

“You’re bleeding,” I tell him.

“So? They’re not my sheets.”

“Wow, you’re a dick.”

“There you go again, thinking about my dick,” he whispers.

“Fuck you. It’s a saying!”

“Still thinking about fucking me too, huh?”

Between the blood and his mouth, I’ve had enough. I throw my feet to the floor to stand up when he grabs my wrist that’s closest to him.

“Wait.”

My skin warms about a hundred degrees where his fingers are wrapped around it.

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