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“So this”—I gestured to the bathroom— “is all you?”
“And Eric. Why?”
“No reason, it’s just ... nice.”
He hummed. “Is the room to your liking? Or do you need fresh pillows with a mint on them?”
“Is that a dig at me being from the city? You do know that apartments don’t have those things, right? It’s normal living, but louder. And with less privacy.”
“That sounds like my worst nightmare.”
“And the streets are even worse.”
“I’ve driven through Nashville. Eric likes the science center.”
I tried to imagine him grumbling to himself as he navigated the endless bumper-to-bumper traffic on the roads. It would either be cute or terrifying.
“Stop looking at me,” he ordered.
“What, do you hate being perceived?”
“Only by women who break into my house.”
“Ah, well ... sorry about that. Even if it is my house. I probably shouldn’t have used a credit card on the door.”
“Even better, you could have stayed in Nashville.”
“Nope. Not that one.” My voice came out harsher than I meant it to. He raised an eyebrow.
I stared him down, wondering if he was going to find some comment to dissolve whatever remaining confidence I had. Instead, he pushed himself off the jamb and turned.
“You’re just walking away?” I asked.
“Yep. Whatever you’ve got going on is none of my business. Have fun in the bathroom. Don’t make a mess. If you need anything ...”
“Call for you?”
“Figure it out yourself.”
And then he was gone.
“Grumpy,” I muttered under my breath. “Would it kill him to smile?”
I shut the door before doing my business. It didn’t hit me until I was done that while Cain was a total ass, I felt safer here than I had back in my apartment in Nashville.
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CAIN
Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch
Tammy Jane
I’m closing up the diner early today, just so y’all know.
Comments:
Hu Gh: Better not be during my coffee time!!!!