When we’re finished with dinner, Kieran asks me if I’m ready to move in with him right away.
“You mean, like… now?” I ask him stupidly as I hand-wash the dishes. We never got a new dishwasher after the fire destroyed our old one.
He grins. “Well, now is certainly an option for me. I don’t like the thought of going home without you.”
As usual, his words make me flush with pleasure and feel weak at the knees. Even still, I have to utilize some sort of logic here. “I have to be at the Daily Dose in the morning. I’ll give them my two weeks’ notice and all that, but… it’s probably better I stay here, you know, at least most of the time, until then.”
I can tell he’s disappointed, but he also seems relieved to hear that I haven’t changed my mind about quitting my jobs. “Do you want me to stay
