If Baile’s continued to be busy, I’d be able to be on my own in a few months.
But, looking at Cole, I realized I couldn’t wait a few months. I needed to move out now. I had no idea where I was going to go, but I’d figure it out. I always did. Besides, this was temporary. I knew that.
“I’ll move out,” I said.
“Lyla, you don’t have to move out right this second. You can stay as long as you need to.”
“Cole, we both know that’s an open invitation with no end. If I don’t move out now, I’m never leaving. I’ll look for places this week.”
“If you need help.” He looked at me, and I knew he wasn’t referring to carrying furniture or scouring the paper for places; he was talking about money.
“Thanks, Cole.” I gave him a hug because, despite the fact that he was kicking me out in not so many words, he was truly a good friend. I pulled back. “Oh my God. Eww, you’re all sweaty.”
He laughed. “That happens when you run.”
I shoved him away. “Go shower, and force that wife of yours to join you.”
I went to get into Bertha when Cole called my name. I glanced up.
“Thanks.”
I nodded before getting in the car and driving to work.
***
“Do you have a newspaper?” I asked Gary when the dinner crowd died down, and there were only a few people at the bar.
“I don’t. Jax usually has one delivered, though. He probably has it upstairs in his office.”
Jaxon hadn’t been downstairs again. I’d like to think that he was busy, or he was finally trusting Gary enough to handle things. But a small part thought he was avoiding me. Our encounters were fewer and farther between, and my plan to have him begging was becoming impossible.
Even that night when he walked me out to the car. I gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek, but he didn’t give any indication that he was turned on or wanted more. I drove home disappointed.
“Can you just watch my tables for a second?” I asked Gary since Tara wasn’t in.
“Uh…”
“You’ll be fine,” I said, and hurried up the stairs.
Jaxon was in his office again, and I knocked before letting myself in. He looked up, those gorgeous eyes pinning me in place. It felt like forever since I last saw them, and I took a minute to enjoy the view.
“Hey,” I said. “Do you have a newspaper?”
“Yeah, sure.” He swiveled in his chair, and reached behind him to a small filing cabinet. He grabbed the paper on top, and turned back to me. “What do you need it for?” he asked as I took it from him, being careful not to graze his hand.
“Need to find a place to stay.”
His eyebrows turned in. “What’s wrong with Cole’s and Dee’s place?”
I shrugged, a little embarrassed that I wore out my welcome so quickly. “They’re newlyweds. They don’t need me hanging around all the time.”
“Let me guess. Dee isn’t giving it up, and Cole’s getting frustrated?”
I laughed. Men. “It’s possible. Sistas over mistas you know.”
Jaxon scratched the stubble on his chin, and smiled. “Why don’t you move in with me?”
My heart stopped, and I almost dropped the paper on the floor. Did he just ask what I thought he did? “What?” I asked to make sure I wasn’t making this up as part of the sexual fantasy in my mind.
“I have two bedrooms, one isn’t being occupied, and I was thinking of getting a roommate anyway. Now, I don’t have to go through the hassle of looking. Besides, I’d rather it be someone I know and trust.”
“You trust me?” The words were out before I could stop them. I didn’t know much about Jaxon, but there was one thing I did know. The mysterious Jaxon Reed didn’t trust easily.
Jaxon stood up, and leaned against his desk, folding his arm over his chest. “I trust you to clean up after yourself and not to rob me blind, yes.”
I let his words sink in, and had myself get a grasp on the situation. “You’re really offering me a place to live? You’re serious?”
He raised an eyebrow at