Page 45 of Fragile Touch (Fragile 1)
She nodded. “I know it, but I have a better place for you to stay. My house.”
“Hey, don’t worry about it. I’m settling in here just fine. Only going to be here for a week or so anyway.”
“I won’t accept no for an answer.”
“I can come tomorrow.”
“Tonight would be better.”
“It’s too sudden.”
“The guest room is ready. Come on, Andrew. I haven’t seen you in years. I haven’t even talked to you in years. We have so much to catch up on, a week won’t be enough.”
He exhaled. “Fine. I’ll get done around five. Text me your address and I’ll be there around six.”
“Perfect.” Excitement rushed through her body. “I have stuff to make soup, so dinner is provided.”
“Wow, that’s a lot better than this place I’m at now.” His dry sense of humor hadn’t changed since they had last talked. “See you later, love.”
“See you later.” She hung up and let out a squeal. This is really happening! Andrew’s here just when I needed a familiar face and some company. As she put the car in drive and moved forward again, the only thought on her mind was how much she wanted Cayden to meet the guy she’d considered her brother for such a long time.
HER HANDS WERE PRACTICALLY trembling as she typed. Come over for dinner in half an hour.
Cayden’s reply came in less than thirty seconds. You commanding me is kind of hot.
We can experiment sometime. She was shocked at herself for daring to send that, but she was too distracted by cleaning the house before Andrew arrived.
I like that idea!
I want you to meet someone. Remember Amelia? “Of course he’ll remember Amelia.” Lillian picked up Black Cat and held his face right in front of hers. “I was really drunk when he learned about her. That was a memorable experience.”
Yes?
She replied with one hand while stirring the simmering soup. Her brother is in town for business and is going to stay with me for a week or so.
They had been responding to each other so quickly, something felt off when she hadn’t received anything from him for five minutes. She was about to call him when she heard the
back door open. “Hello? You here, Lil?”
“In here,” she called, tucking the sheet under the guest bed mattress.
Cayden walked in, and the first thing she noticed was his V-neck shirt. “You look good.” She winked.
“Someone’s in a good mood.” He winked back, but didn’t smile. “Seems like things have really opened up between us since this morning.”
She stood up straight. “I’m passing on that opportunity for a dirty joke. Is something wrong?”
He traced his finger along the doorframe. “Not really.”
“Talk to me.”
“I’m not upset, but I’m trying not to care that a guy is coming to stay with you.”
“It’s just Andrew, Cayden. He’s family.”
“I haven’t even stayed the night at your house.”
“Stay tonight.” Maybe the commanding thing will work again.
