Page 34 of Yearn

“I want to move in together, Max. I’m ready.”

Triumph spurted up. Maybe the time away had done its job. Maybe she’d just needed the space to miss me. I kissed her hard, my hands roving over her sleek, sexy curves. “You won’t regret it. I’ll make you so damn happy.”

She kissed me back, then leaned her head against my shoulder, turning away. “I know you will, Max.”

I savored the words, and ignored the sadness laced in her voice.

Later on, after I’d taken her to bed and given her an orgasm, I called Adam.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find out, asshole?” I asked, after he picked up.

I was surprised by the silence. It was as if he was actually nervous.

“Find out what?” he asked after a long, heavy pause.

“That you were fucking Gabby! Man, tell me it was as good as I imagine. Is she still there?”

He cleared his throat. No voices or sounds came from the background. “Nah, she’s not here. We didn’t hook up yet.”

“I’m sure it won’t take you much longer. Dude, I went on Tik Tok, you’re blowing up. I guess last night rocked, huh?”

“Yeah. It was good.”

What was going on? First Landon acting strange, then Adam. “OH-KAY. Figured you’d be a bit happier to tap a hot woman, and get noticed, but what the hell? It’s been a weird morning.”

“Don’t I know it. How was your weekend?”

I thought of the girl whose name I didn’t know and pushed her out of my head. “Parents are good. Sorry I missed your set, though.”

“Doesn’t matter.” An awkward silence fell. “You and Landon good?”

I couldn’t help my grin, or my smug tone. “Yep. Better than good, dude. She told me this morning she’s finally gonna move in with me. Or, I’ll move in here, her place is so much sweeter. Guess space can be good, huh?”

Adam didn’t respond, and then I heard the dial tone as he hung up on me.

WTF?

Chapter Fifteen

Landon

Listen to Beautiful People

by Ed Sheehan & Khalid

“Did you hear what happened to Adam?”

I tried not to give anything away in my expression as I turned to Gabriella. Unfortunately, she was working with me on my shift today, and I wasn’t in my usual feisty mood. Elle had called in sick—Cooper had convinced her to spend the day with him at the beach—and since things had settled with Max and I’d made my decision, I had been buzzing at a lower level.

It was good, though. For the past week, I’d focused only on Max and our relationship. We’d move in together in two months, since he didn’t want to leave Coop stuck with paying his share of the rent. It would give them time to find someone else. Unless Coop and Elle also moved in together, which was a possibility.

And if the thought of Max and I sharing my apartment made my stomach clench with nerves, I convinced myself it was onlybecause I was taking a big leap and being vulnerable. There’d be nowhere left to hide anymore. It’d make any woman nervous.

I wish I could’ve said yes, I knew what happened to Adam, but I hadn’t seen him since our night together and had stayed off his social media. I didn’t want to think about him. Max said he’d hung up on him, jokingly calling him a dick, but I had a feeling Adam hadn’t liked the news we were moving in together.

“No, what is it?” I asked, trying to seem nonchalant.

Her red lips stretched into a big smile. “A big music manager heard him sing and wants to sign him. Isn’t that sick?”

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