Chapter 29
Kelly was driving him nuts. For the past week, he had to live with her. Why? He hadn’t yet figured that out. She was living in his spare room and absolutely nothing went on. They barely spoke, were unfailingly polite to one another, and hadn’t so much as brushed hands while grabbing the salt and pepper.
She was making him crazy.
She was everywhere, too. She kept her room like the aftermath of a hurricane, and though it was better out in the living room and kitchen, she still made a mess and didn’t always clean it up. He kept reminding her he wasn’t her cleaning staff, and she’d smile cheekily and claim she’d get to it. Kelly insisted that a little mess made the place feel lived in, that he kept things too perfect and it made her feel like she couldn’t breathe. He reminded her
