Page 29 of Cru's Crush
I glanced over at him. “I am. Why?”
“Could I move in?”
“Of course you can, Bit.”
“Cool. Maybe I’ll stick around a while longer, then.”
Trev had never been interested in making wine, or I’d have asked him if he wanted a job too. “I can take you there now if you’d like.”
When he nodded, I turned the SUV around.
“I have clothes to pack up and some other personal stuff, but everything else comes with the place.”
He turned in a circle in the living room once we were inside. “Was Daphne here last night?”
“She was. It was late, so rather than finding another place to stay, she bunked here.” I pointed to the pillow and blanket on the sofa. “I slept there.”
Trevino nodded. “You should marry her.”
“Yeah?”
“You two are perfect together.”
“Thanks, Bit. I think so too. I’m not sure Daphne feels the same way, though.”
He shrugged. “You’ll never know if you don’t ask.”
Trevinoand I got all my stuff packed and looked around to see if Daphne had left anything behind. I’d gotten her bag out of the SUV before we left for theairport. After she showered and changed, she’d packed it up and I took it back out, figuring we’d drop it off at Brix’s place later.
I chuckled.
“What’s funny?” Trevino asked.
“I’m buying Brix’s house. I guess at some point, I need to figure out something else to call it.”
“Casa Del Sol.”
I thought it over for a minute. “It’s perfect.” I’d always consider the house warm and welcoming. “Thanks, Bit.”
“You should follow all my advice.” He glanced over his shoulder and smiled.
“You got that right, brother.”
“Where to?”Trevino asked when we carried my stuff inside.
The one thing Daphne and I still had to figure out was who would sleep where. I had a feeling she’d want the bedroom on the second floor since she appeared enamored with the sleeping porch. For now, I’d unpack my stuff in the one on the main level, which was directly below the one she’d be in.
“In there,” I said, pointing in that direction.
“Got it,” said Trev. He brought half the stuff into the bedroom, then went out to get more.
I sat on the bed, wondering why I was here and Daphne wasn’t. How had things gone wrong so quickly? Not to mention, I’d vowed not to leave her alone, and that’s exactly what I’d done.
Still need more time?said the message I sent.
Good on time. Now, I need clothes. Yours are all too big for me, she responded.
I nearly wept with relief. While things would continue to be awkward as we got used to being around each other, we were going to be okay.
