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“So this is my room?”

“For your things, yes.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Your bed is with me.”

“Oh.”

He didn’t ask whether I might prefer another room or carefully offer me the choice. He simply told me I was sleeping in his bed.

I had absolutely no objection.

“We can move whatever you want into our room tomorrow,” he added. “But you’re sleeping with me.”

Our room.

The words gave me a ridiculous little thrill. He said them as though that part had already been settled, and maybe it had.

Still, that didn’t mean I couldn’t pull his chain a little.

“What if I snore?”

“I’ll survive.”

“What if I steal the covers?”

“I’m bigger.”

“That sounds like a challenge.”

His mouth curved.

“It can be.”

I followed him back through the penthouse.

A staircase near the living room led to a smaller upper level with a gym and another large terrace.

“My brother has a playroom upstairs in his place,” Lachlan said as we came back down.

I paused.

“A playroom?”

“Aye.”

“For children?”

He laughed.

“What kind of playroom?”

“You’ll have to ask Scarlett.”

Now I was absolutely going to ask Scarlett.

Lachlan led me into the kitchen.