Roy couldn't stay because he has training first thing in the morning and he knew Baz would be looking for him.
"Why did you come back if you were just going to leave again?" I wondered, tugging at the front of his shirt.
He pursed his lips at me. "Were you hoping you could keep this little rendezvous a secret from me?" Honestly? Kind of. When I didn't respond right away, he pinched my cheek. "Are you always like an open book?"
"No," I lied, making him roll his eyes at me.
"You'll text me with details about what Charles' ridiculous plan is," he insisted, pulling out his phone. "And I'll meet up with you wherever this goofy plot takes place." Thoroughly disappointed with me, he put my number in his phone before leaning down to give me a soft kiss. When he pulled back a bit, I was
