"Yeah," he said. "He's done so much for us. Helping with the move. Talking me through that client pitch. And then today... I mean--today. He didn't even hesitate."
She nodded, her cheek against his chest.
Craig rubbed slow circles into her back. "Let's take him out. Dinner. Drinks. Let him know we see it."
"That sounds perfect," she whispered.
It was supposed to be casual. A thank-you dinner, nothing fancy -- just the three of them out together, letting the air shift a little after the weight of what had happened. But even before the first round of drinks arrived, Shannon could feel something different between them. Not tension. Not awkwardness. Just... a kind of gravity. Like they'd all stopped pretending that Ron was just a landlord.
They'd chosen a place not far from the apartment
