I blinked, glancing up to the loft and realizing there was only a single bed.
Right,I thought.The whole... mate thing.
Ramsay must have caught my hesitance, because he stood and put a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, you can have the whole bed if you want. I’m cool sleeping on the couch. My snoring’s probably just as loud either way.”
I chuckled. “Thanks.”
I found myself relieved that Ramsay wasn’t pushing me into anything too quickly. Maybe he was just as new to this situation as I was.
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” I told him, rubbing my arm. “Like... dating.”
He smiled. “That’s okay. No one’s forcing you into anything.”
For some reason that made me think about Neil and the firm way he grabbed my arm earlier. That had been unpleasant, and I didn’t know what his angle was. But I didn’t feel that way towards Ramsay at all. I trusted him.
I sat on the couch and he joined me, making sure there were a few inches of space between us. The action struck me as particularly thoughtful.
He didn’t have to do that,I thought,but he did.
Maybe this whole arrangement wouldn’t be so bad after all.
