“Similar.”
I could tell by the way he said it that he was holding something back. Maybe the same thing I was holding back. But that seemed for the best. At least for right then.
“Now that we’ve chatted each other’s ears off, I guess we should get to sleep,” I said. “We have a busy day tomorrow.”
“It sounds like we have quite a few busy days ahead of us.”
I marveled at the smirk on his face. “Ty, every time I look at you, I’m spellbound. How do you fall right into something so foreign from everything you’ve ever known?”
“Your face distracts me from a lot of it,” he said, and even though he said it as a joke, I could tell he meant it to some extent.
I grinned at the compliment. “You want me to tie you to the headboard so you can have a good night’s sleep?”
He laughed. “Maybe just tie me to your arm so I can make sure you don’t sneak off in the middle of the night.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m not going anywhere, Ty.”
He snickered.
“What?”
“I was just trying to trick you into saying that.”
“Why?”
“Just like hearing you say it.”
“Well, next time you don’t have to trick me. You can just ask, and I’ll say it then too.”
His smile expanded.
“Now get some sleep, Pretty Thing.”
I leaned forward and kissed his shoulder—a soft kiss—the sort I hoped to one day offer his lips.
But it was the most I was willing to do that night. I rolled onto my back, and Ty rolled onto his side, keeping maybe an inch of distance between us.
And even that was too much.
