Chapter 69

I’m more relaxed after my bath, warm and lazy from the hot soak, and wrapped in a fluffy robe, carrying my clothes. I leave his room and head back towards my own for tonight. Head full of things I want to say to him and lost in how I’m going to convince him that going home is not what’s best for me anymore. I’ve pushed all the other stuff aside and boxed it in the ‘we will evaluate later’ area of my overly crowded brain. I need to prioritize not going home first.

I jump when his voice comes from right behind me.

“It’s late; maybe we should go to bed and talk over breakfast.”

I spin on him as he dumps his car keys on the table and hauls off his hoody to reveal a t-shirt molded to that hunky frame. Tattoos peeking at the neckline and the sleeve down one arm make his muscles a little too enticing. I turn away and clear my throat, shocked at how differently my insides react to the familiar sight.

“I guess.” I hesitate, not sure if I should make a stand and make i