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“My cat is sitting on you.”

“I noticed.”

“And you’re allowing it.”

“He’s warm.”

Darcy starts purring, and I bite my lip. Bishop points the remote at me. “Don’t.”

“You love him.”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“This is beautiful.” I pull out my phone to capture the moment. “My guys bonding.”

I wish my mouth had a backspace option, because the minute the words are out, I regret them. That’s been happening a lot lately. Thankfully Bishop doesn’t read too much into it.

“I will evict both of you.” He teases.

“You asked me to stay.” There I go again.

His thumb stops over the remote. The words hang there. Too close to something neither of us has touched in days.

I tuck my feet beneath me. “Until Halloween.”

“Right.”

“Oh, by the way, that reminds me. I need to find a costume.”

Bishop glances over from the other end of the couch. “For what?”

“Halloween. Avery invited me to a party.”

“Where?”

I turn my head. “I don’t know yet, Dad.”

“Funny.”

“I thought so.”

“You going alone?”

“With Avery. Hence the Avery invited me part.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Of course it isn’t.

“We’ll probably Uber.”

His attention goes back to the TV, but I can practically see the gears turning.

“I’ll get you a car.”

“Bishop.”

“What?”