I slapped a hand over my mouth at the last sentence, not having intended on saying it out loud.
“I have had a shower, yes, and I’m sorry you were nearly ravaged by a wild mouse,” he said, much to my sorrow wrapping the towel around his waist. “I called an exterminator earlier today, but he won’t be out until tomorrow.”
“Well, I hope you don’t mind if I stay here until he demouses my room,” I said, setting my bag down on the hard wooden chair. “Or rather, I hope your girlfriend doesn’t mind.”
“My . . .” He stopped, a little frown pulling down his eyebrows. “I gather you are referring to Lisa. If so, I assure you that she is just an acquaintance. She was sent to . . . well . . .”
“I heard her cover story,” I said, holding up a hand to stop him. “It’s none of my business what you do even
