Archie's POV
It had been three days since I helped Amelia move into Bobby's home, and for some reason, my mind was still a complete mess.
"You're right, Bobby needs more people in his life that he can trust, and if there's anyone who's right for that job, it'd be you."
That was what I told her that day at the hospital, and even though I meant every word about her being the right person for Bobby to trust, it didn't mean I actually wanted her to move in with him.
I wasn't a fan of it, not at all.
Maybe I was being too sensitive, but I hadn't given up on dating her, not even close.
What kind of guy would I be if I didn't care who the girl I'm interested in is living with?
If I didn't know Bobby the way I did, I wouldn't even have entertained the idea of letting her sta
