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He accepted.
Chapter Eight
Cody
Ioverreacted.
He will have no idea why. I spend so much time coming across as calm and in control. Kind of just blew it.
Still, as Lorcan examined the tile work—and found it up to whatever standard he had—I contemplated how to explain my vehemence.
He didn’t appear to need any explanation. He merely accepted I’d had a moment of inexplicable anger at the universe, and he’d moved on.
As I guided him out of the bathroom, through the closet, and into the bedroom, a huge question loomed.
What next?
“We haven’t finished our milkshakes. Oh, you were going to, uh—”
“Piss? He grinned.
“Yeah. I should probably…”
“You have two bathrooms. I remember the way.” He left my room.
I scampered into the primary bathroom and relieved myself.
Still don’t know what we’re going to do. Finishing our milkshakes will only take so much time.
I wanted him to stay. I wanted to talk about him without his ex-husband coming up in conversation. If he needed to continue to unburden himself, of course, that was fine. Again, I was walking the fine line between friend—and potential romantic partner—and therapist.
When I emerged from the bedroom, he stood by the sliding glass door and peered out. “Clouds are moving in from the west.”
“Oh?” I joined him and grinned when he handed my milkshake to me.
I held it out to him, encouraging a sip.
He held my gaze as he sucked on my straw. His face screwed up. “Ew. Way too sweet.” Then he held out his to me.
I sipped. The smooth maple taste hit me right away. I grinned. “I’m going to have to try this one again. I love maple syrup. Pancakes drenched in the stuff are my favorite.”
“Would you like mine?” He offered it.
“And you’ll finish my bubblegum?”
He tugged his arm back and hugged his milkshake protectively. “Never mind.”
I arched an eyebrow.
He rolled his eyes, “if you really want it, I’m happy to give it up. I can trade for a glass of water.”
“No. I’d never manipulate you into giving up something you’re enjoying. Daddies want their pups to be happy.”
Our gazes held.
He licked his lips. “Yeah.”
I nodded, trying this out for size. To see if it fit. “I can get you a glass of water once you’re finished drinking that delicious concoction. The next time we go, I’m going to order that.”
