(Dane)
I leaned back against the door and looked at her for a second.
Cassidy had her arms folded, one brow raised, waiting me out like she already knew I was enjoying dragging this out.
“You going to tell me what I’m doing in here,” she asked, “or am I supposed to guess?”
“You can guess if you want.”
“That means I won’t like your answer.”
I smiled.
She narrowed her eyes at me, but there was no real warning in it. She was curious now. That was obvious.
I pushed away from the door and stepped toward her.
“What I said out there was true,” I told her. “I wanted to show you something.”
Her mouth curved a little. “In our bedroom. With the door shut.”
“Yeah.”
“That does narrow it down.”
I stopped in front of her and reached for the hem of my shirt.
Her eyes dropped to my hand, then
