After the long day we’d had, showing Dominic to the guest bedroom felt oddly intimate. I led him down the hallway, glancing over my shoulder to find him studying the place as though memorizing every detail, every angle. The room was simple, with just a bed, a small dresser, and a nightstand, but I hoped it would be enough.
“Here it is,” I said, flipping on the light. “I don’t really have men’s clothes around, but…” I paused, opening the dresser. “There are a few things one of my exes left behind. I always meant to donate them, but...”
Dominic raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk crossing his face. “An ex, huh?” he teased, his voice low. “Guess I’ll just have to make sure I don’t leave anything behind that needs donating.”
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my smile. “Right, because starting
