Looking over my shoulder, I noticed Griffin was frowning, but I couldn’t understand why.
Once we entered the house, I completely forgot about him. Emma started explaining what was where. Seeing everything, I couldn’t help thinking that this was exactly how I imagined my home would look one day. The kitchen and living room were one big space. The island wasn’t very big, but I could picture little kids sitting around it, baking with Emma or just generally flouncing around her. The cabinets were painted white, and the countertops were a dark granite. The dining area was right nextto it. The couch and the armchairs were at the far end of the room.
“All right,” Emma said. “So, one bedroom is upstairs, and the other one is downstairs. When our boys were little, they bunked upstairs, and we kept the downstairs room.”
It took several seconds for her words to register.Oh my God. One bedroom.
I glanced at Griffin, realizing why he’d frowned upon seeing the house. He could probably tell even before we’d stepped inside that there wouldn’t be an extra bedroom.
CHAPTER 14
PHOEBE
I breathedin deeply through my nose and then out my mouth. Griffin said nothing as he took both our bags and hauled them upstairs.
“I’ll go check out the bedroom,” I said.
“Excellent,” Emma said. “If you need anything, just holler and I’ll come help with whatever. But everything should be there. I put towels on the bed. The bathroom is an en suite.”
“Thank you.” Panic rose in my throat as I hurried up the stairs.
Griffin had put the bags by the door and was looking around. The room was spacious enough, but there was no couch or anything.
He turned to face me. “I’ll tell them that I’ll sleep on the couch downstairs.”
I grimaced. “That looks super uncomfortable.”
“You don’t know that,” Griffin commented.
“It didn’t look like a pullout.”
“You’re right.”
Shit, shit, shit. Why didn’t I even think about this scenario?
Griffin cleared his throat. “Look, it’s no big deal if it’suncomfortable. It’s just one night. I’ll tell them I’m a very bad sleeper and have to sleep downstairs.”
I bit my lower lip, running a hand through my hair. “But you’ll kind of be in their way downstairs. The bathroom isn’t close by.”
He frowned. “I didn’t think about that.”
My heart was beating so damn fast that I wasn’t even sure how to calm it down. I felt like I’d been racing around the house at top speed.
“Um, look, this can work,” I said. “The bed is huge, and we’re adults.”
He opened his mouth, but only something resembling a growl came out. He cleared his throat again, a bit roughly this time.
“No.”
“Huh?”
“We’re not doing this,” he said.
I swallowed hard. “I don’t see any other solution.”
“We can stay for a few hours, and then we’ll tell them that you aren’t feeling well and we need to head back.”
I put a hand on my hip, considering this. “Do you think you can seal the deal with him before then?”
