“I"m not sure how you convinced me this was the best idea.” Steph carried a half dozen grocery bags hooked on the fingers of one hand into Noah"s house. “I mean, there"s no reason I can"t go back to my place.”
“No, there"s not,” Noah agreed, pushing the door closed with his foot. His hands were full too. “We could have shopped for us both, then unloaded at one place then the other but why?”
She went into the kitchen and put her bags on the counter while he followed and set his own bags down.
“I don"t know.” She shook her head. “I"m just having second thoughts.” She saw the logic behind his suggestion that they shop for one place tonight, spend the night together again, then shop for the other place tomorrow. It made sense. Just as his argument for his place because he had a coffee maker
