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“It’s already two. I don’t want to take up your whole day.” She scrunched her nose at his words.
“You were supposed to be my day,” she said softly, and his face softened. He squeezed her again, holding her close, and she smiled.
She liked this. A lot. She could get used to it.
“Wanna come over?” she asked, and his eyes widened.
“Jesus Christ, baby. You need to have more self preservation. You’re going to give me a heart attack.” What the heck was he talking about? “We just met this afternoon. You shouldn’t invite me to your house. I could be a killer.”
“Are you?”
“What?” He blinked.
“Are you a serial killer?” she asked, stepping from him. She missed his warmth, but she kept her distance.
“Of course not!” he said, shaking his head, looking horrified. “But you don’t know that.”
“But you just said you weren’t.” She scratched her head. He was so confusing.
“You can’t just believe someone because they say something,” he sighed. “I could’ve been lying.”
“Are you lying?”
“I’m not. But you never?—“
“I’m confused,” she interrupted. “Are you trying to convince me that you’re a serial killer? Because I didn’t think you were. Well. I did earlier, but that was before we met. But now I know you’re not.”
“But you don’t know that,” he said, exasperated. She squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head.
“Okay, are you, or are you not a serial killer?”
“No. I’m not,” he said, and she nodded. Obviously.
“So…what’s the problem? I’m not inviting anyone else to my apartment. Just you.”
He dropped his head back, groaning. “You are so fucking innocent,” he said under his breath. “You’re going to give me gray hair prematurely.”
“I think you already have some,” she muttered, touching her temple where she saw some gray peeking through his dark hair. He leveled her with a hard look, and her hand drifted behind her.
Yep. That was definitely his I’m about to spank you face, and jeez was it hot.
Nope. She definitely shouldn’t think his spanking face was hot. But it was, and it wasn’t her fault.
“I do not have gray hair,” he growled, and she quickly nodded.
“Nope. Of course you don’t. I don’t see any gray hair. Must’ve been a trick of the light.” The words fell from her mouth rapidly, but he just huffed out a laugh, shaking his head at her.
“I’m not coming to your house today,” he said firmly. “Maybe one day soon. But not today.”
“I still don’t fully understand,” she mumbled. “I thought you were safe?”
“We’re not doing this again.” He scrubbed his hand over his face, looking tired. Did old people need to take naps? He might’ve needed one. “Do you want to play for a bit?” He waved his hand toward the swing set and she bounced on her toes.
She really wanted to, but knew people would likely stare and she didn’t want him to be uncomfortable. “I really love Sealy,” she said instead, ignoring his question. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he dipped his chin.
“You’re welcome, baby. I wasn’t sure how attached to otters you were.”
“I love all animals.” She hugged Sealy to her chest. He really was a cutie.
