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“No,” he said. “Just cleaning and doing laundry. Sorry about last night.”
They’d had plans after work for her to spend the night, but he got held up and didn’t get home until almost eight.
“I understand,” she said.
“Do you? Or are you just saying that?”
Brooks reached for the bag of groceries in her hand. She’d said she would take care of dinner tonight so it looked as if she might be cooking.
“A little bit of both. Just being honest.”
He could appreciate that trait in her.
There was part of him that wasn’t so thrilled to hear her say that she was upset he’d canceled or worked so much the past few weeks, but that she was trying to be better about it.
He had no choice but to take her word for it.
Or the fact her sisters were going to be on her case.
He was who he was and some things just couldn’t change. His job being one of them.
He’d worked hard to get out of the social class he grew up in. He and his siblings.
He didn’t want anyone to ever look at him and think something was handed over when it wasn’t.
“You’re here now and I’m not on call this weekend. Nothing should interrupt us in terms of work.”
“Not even if there is another robbery?” she asked.
“Nope,” he said. “I told them not to call me in.”
Even when he wasn’t on call, if something was going on with one of his investigations, he’d told them in the past to loop him in on it. But this weekend he’d told the other investigator that he wouldn’t be around.
“Yay for us,” she said. “I’ve got plans then.”
“I’m sure we both do.”
He smiled when she strutted in front of him and put her other bag in his bedroom. “Can I have a drawer for my clothes for the night or should I just put them on the chair? I don’t want them wrinkled.”
He opened a drawer that had a few things in it and pulled the shirts out and stuffed them in another drawer.
“Is that good?”
“Yep,” she said.
“I’ve got more drawers in my closet that I don’t use, but this is easier.”
“Can I see more of your house? The last two times I’ve been here we’ve been in the main living area and then your room and the bathrooms.”
“Sure,” he said. “Not much more to see.”
She followed him into the walk-in closet. “This is pretty big. I’ve never had a closet this big though I know it’s small compared to other walk-in closets.”
He remembered her small closet in her apartment. It wasn’t packed full of clothes and she’d told him more than once that she was used to not having a lot. Though she had more now than ever before, he realized she just mixed and matched things better than always wearing something new.
“It’s more than I need,” he said.
“Uniforms,” she said, her finger running down his old ones hanging in the corner. “You don’t need these anymore, right?”
