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“Because we’re always here, not there. Don’t get me wrong—I
understand it was the right thing to do because of the kids.” And
because of Carly, she also thought, but she didn’t mention that part.
“It’ll give me the chance to see how you live.”
Alex took the plate. “You’ve been there before.”
“Yes, but not for more than a few minutes, and then only in the
kitchen or living room. It’s not like I’ve had the chance to check
out your bedroom or peek in your medicine cabinet.”
“You wouldn’t do that.” Alex feigned outrage.
“Maybe if I had the chance, I might.”
He dried the plate and put it in the cupboard. “Feel free to spend
as much time in my bedroom as you like.”
She laughed. “You’re such a man.”
“I’m just saying that I wouldn’t mind. And feel free to peek in the
medicine cabinet, too. I have no secrets.”
“So you say,” she teased. “You’re talking to someone who only
has secrets.”
“Not from me.”
“No,” she agreed, her face serious. “Not from you.”
She washed two more plates and handed them to him, feeling a
wave of contentment wash over her as she watched him dry and
put them away.
He cleared his throat.
“Can I ask you something?” he said. “I don’t want you to take it
the wrong way, but I’ve been curious.”
“Go ahead.”