“You know, hanging around me like this is a bad idea. We’re supposed to be keeping it quiet.”
“I will keep it quiet. I want some cookies.” I looked down at her with a smile. “There’s a carnival in town next weekend. Go with me.”
Gina looked over her shoulder at Amalia, making she didn’t hear me. She looked back up at me with a slight grin as she nodded.
“Alright. I’ll go with you.”
I grabbed a couple of cookies off the tray, hissing as they burned my fingertips. Amalia laughed and scrambled over to take a cookie from the tray.
“Have a good night, ladies,” I said before heading to my room.
If I thought it would be a long night earlier, it would be an impossibly long night now.
Gina was only going to be a few feet away from me in a bedroom down the hall. She would be wearing one of those little short sets she loved, curled against a pillow.
It wasn’t that long ago that she was wearing one of those little sets and cuddling me instead of a pillow.
A part of me considered sending her a message and telling her to sneak into my room after Amalia slept.
The better man inside me told me to go to bed.
I listened to the better man for the first time since I met Gina.