Page 17 of Only You

“I’ll let you know when I think of it.”

Jack smiled widely, and it was like being embraced in a warm hug. Kayla glanced down at her watch. “Well, I guess it’s time to get ready for bed.”

“Already? It’s only nine o’clock.”

“I have a seven o’clock yoga class tomorrow morning.”

“You do yoga?”

“You should know this about your girlfriend,” she teased.

“I guess I still have a lot to learn about you.”

“Ditto. Luckily, we have the next six weeks to really get to know each other. Anyway, I’ll grab some things out of your bedroom and go upstairs.”

“I’ll help you,” Jack offered.

In his bedroom, Kayla opened a drawer and took out her pajamas. She’d brought her most conservative pairs, because Jack didn’t need to see her in the silky camis and shorts she sometimes wore to bed.

“What do you need me to do?” Jack asked.

“You can grab my pillow and Squishmallow.”

He chuckled as she went into the bathroom and collected her toothbrush, toothpaste, face wash, night cream, and a headband. When she returned to the bedroom, Jack was standing beside the bed, holding her book. “Oh, good. I need that too,” she said.

Jack eyed her with amusement. “Erotic short stories?”

“Hey. I’m not dating right now, so it’s the best I can do.”

“Does reading this make you—?”

“Horny?”

Jack cleared his throat. “Yeah.”

“That’s none of your business.”

“You should probably put this away when my parents come over,” he suggested.

“Really? I thought I’d leave it on the coffee table in the living room.”

“Very funny,” Jack said. “Do you have everything?”

She glanced around the room. “I think so.”

“If you forgot something, just come in and get it. I’m a sound sleeper, and I won’t even know you’re here.”

“So, I could draw a mustache on you, and you wouldn’t know it?”

“I don’t think I’d look good in a mustache,” he replied.

“We’ll see,” she teased.

Upstairs, there were two small bedrooms and a shared bathroom between them. Jack used one of the bedrooms as an office, so he led Kayla into the other one.

“I rarely have overnight guests, so it’s kind of sparse,” Jack explained.

At least not any that sleep in here. “It’s fine,” she said.