Her jaw dropped, and she blinked. Once. Twice.
He sighed. "Let me start over. I miss you when you're not around and I'm sick of sneaking moments with you. My house is unbearably empty without you there. I think about you constantly. Please consider moving in with me." Not so much as a muscle twitch. Great. He'd rendered her catatonic. "Blink once for yes or twice for no."
Well, she didn't blink, but she did press a hand to her forehead and say "Oh God" somewhere in the vicinity of thirty times. She stalked to the other side of the room and paced. The click-click of her heels matched his heart rate.
"Would you say something, at least?" Panic tripped his pulse. "And I don't mean Oh God."
"We haven't even..." She waved her hand as if unable to conjure words.
"Haven't what? Gone public?
