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A feeling I couldn’t truly put my finger on. I didn’t understand it. I didn’t know how I’d ended up here, how I’d ended up bargaining our relationship over a bloody bingo card we were scraping together to get through the weekend.
I really didn’t ever want to see him again after this.
When I said that, I wasn’t lying. I never would be lying if I said it.
If the thought of kissing him was dangerous, then acknowledging these wispy, annoying little emotions that were whizzing around my body? That was even worse.
Attraction was one thing.
An emotional attachment was something else entirely.
And I had no right to feel this way. It’d only been… Crikey, not even forty-eight hours yet. It wasn’t like we’d spent all that time together, either.
Here I was, though.
Happy. With his arm around me. Him laughing at my silliness and me hiding my face because I didn’t want him to know I was blushing.
Easy.
It all came just so, so easily.
I knew the reality was that we had something. Something I couldn’t explain. Something I didn’t want to understand. If I understood it, that meant I had to accept it, and I didn’t want to do that.
But we had a connection. One that felt like more… more than.
Just more than.
And it terrified me, really, but what could I do about it?
Nothing.
I peeled one hand away from my face. “All right, fine. If you win, we’ll remain friends when this weekend is over.”
William held out his hand, and I scrunched my face up like a petulant child as I slid my fingers against his and we shook on it.
“Now this weekend is interesting,” he said, taking the notebook from my lap. “We’ll finish this tomorrow. It’s getting late.”
I looked at the old grandfather clock in the corner of the room. “It is, and I suppose it’ll be another crazy day tomorrow if the forecast is correct.”
“Yes, but at least we’ll have James’ family here tomorrow to help us manage Freya.”
“That’s very true.” I put the notebook on the table with the pen and got up. “Well, that was an interesting day.”
“There’s never a dull one here,” he chuckled, retrieving the pillow from the other chair. “Go on. I suspect it’ll be an early start to the day for us tomorrow. As you learnt this morning, Freya isn’t great with boundaries.”
I smiled, tucking my hair behind my ear, and ducked towards the bedroom. “Goodnight.”
“Night, Grace.” He smiled warmly at me, then turned to get the covers.
I walked into the bedroom then stopped, looking back over my shoulder as he made his bed on the sofa.
I couldn’t leave him there.
“William?”
He looked up. “Do you need something?”
“You don’t have to sleep on the sofa,” I said softly.
