Adrian’s pov.
I stood in the doorway, staring at Charlotte and Katherine as they made their case.
I’d just dropped them off at their apartment and wanted to go back to my hotel and the last thing I expected was to be ambushed by my two favorite women, insisting I stay with them.
“Adrian, you can’t seriously think about going back to a hotel,” Charlotte said, folding her arms, and staring at me like I was some kind of clueless i***t. She wasn’t wrong.
“You’ll waste money, and for what?” Katherine chimed in, smiling softly but firmly. “Just stay with us. It’s not a big deal.”
I scratched my head, feeling a bit awkward. “I don’t know, guys. I don’t wanna impose. I mean, it's your space, and I—”
“Impose?” Charlotte cut in, raising an eyebrow as I’d just said something incredibly stupid
