RORY
When we get back to the house, I sit on the couch, waiting for Carter to finish his usual rounds of inspection around the house. I push to my feet when the front door opens. Carter takes a step in and freezes when he sees me standing there. His eyes make a cautious sweep over my form before he turns around and locks the door then he turns back to me.
We stare at each other, our eyes seeming to do the talking. Saying everything our lips struggle to and wish they could. I’m not even kidding right now. They’re having a whole ass conversation. And if I don’t do something about it, knowing Carter, we’re going to spend the entire night staring at each other--which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing seeing as the man is prime eye candy but…
“So today was--”
“I was thinking--”
We start
