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the flu symptoms magically disappeared, but I had other worries now. How could I agree to him moving in? Apart from Mum and Dad, I'd never lived with anyone else, let alone a guy. Where was he supposed to sleep?
    Dallas wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close, gazing into my eyes. "So, where's my room?"
    Using every ounce of my willpower, I eased away with a big grin. "Not where you're thinking."
    He arched a brow. "And how would you know what I was thinking?"
    Good question. No way was I telling him the truth, that I kind of sensed it because reading minds was part of my fallen angel abilities.
    "Good intuition." I pointed at the living room and hoped he'd be happy settling for the sofa. He might be a hot guy, but I wasn't doing anything with a miniature angel and devil watching the live performance from their first row seats.
    He shrugged. "I guess I can settle for the couch."
    The boxes started to pile up in the hall, taking so much space I could barely squeeze through to reach the kitchen, tumbling over an old rugged baseball with some faded scribbling on it. I held it up to Dallas. "Want me to toss this out?"
    His expression changed to horror for a moment, waves of dread wafted from him. "Hell, no. I had to jump pretty high to catch that one. I actually knocked drinks all over some guy, but he let me off the hook because I was ten."
    Sports? Seriously? I grumbled as I caught a glimpse of a white, plastic helmet inside another box. How much stuff did the guy have? If he continued this way I doubted I'd be able to find my few belongings among all his clutter.
    "Why do you have so many things?" I muttered.
    Dallas groaned under the weight of what resembled a huge casket. From the looks of it, it might as well be a coffin. And there I thought I was the strange one.
    "What did you say, babe?" he asked.
    "Nothing. Ever thought about opening a shop? You’d be rich in no time."
    Dallas stopped his carrying stuff around, grinning. "Yeah, I might one day. I always figured I have amazing management and organisational abilities."
    I shook my head, realising that was exactly why people shouldn't move in together before knowing each other for a few months. But he did look handsome in his jeans and shirt, bulging arms peeking from underneath cotton sleeves. Besides, it was a new experience. As part fallen angel, I thrived on excitement.
    It was midday when he finally finished carrying stuff around.
    The stocking and tidying up hadn't even started yet. I tried to ignore the cardboard boxes in every corner as I ordered pizza and let Dallas foot the bill.
    He peeked inside the cartons. "You got cheese crust, right?"
    "I'm more the thin-crust girl." I shot him an apologetic glance as I tossed a slice of salami and pepperoni on a plate, then handed it to him.
    "That's my favourite." As though to prove his point, he took a bite and choked on the spicy stuff.
    I giggled even though I shouldn't, but his red face screamed drama and drama was the very essence of my being.
    The phone rang. I hurried to answer without giving it much thought until it was too late.
    "Cass, you should've been here an hour ago." Dad didn't sound too pleased. "How are you supposed to take over the family business when you can't ever make it on time?"
    I groaned and slumped down on the floor, pressing my back against the wall. "Sorry, Dad. Something came up."
    His voice turned all concerned. "What happened? Do you want me to pop over?"
    "No!" I shook my head. "Don't come. It's nothing. Just women's troubles, that's all."
    "Want me to send one of your aunts over?"
    What was it with my parents and their inability to understand after spending twelve months in London and fending for myself, I was perfectly capable of dealing with an emergency or two? Particularly if that emergency involved a hot guy moving in and the need to keep it a secret.
    "I don't think they could help," I said. "Besides, I'd rather talk to Mum."
    "Oh." He paused for a moment. I could