“Did you think it was me?” Dax asked as Capone lazily got off the couch.
“No!” She laughed. “I thought it was some kind of a sewage leak or something.”
“He gets bad gas whenever he’s had people food.”
Her expression turned sheepish and her eyes widened. “Oops. I might have given him some chicken.”
“It’s fine. He always gets into the trash anyway.” Capone was headed straight to the back door. “I better take him out.”
She nodded and bit her bottom lip. “I think I’m going to head to bed. See you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight.”
She smiled and started down the hall. He watched her go and wished she was going to his room and that they were going to bed together. But he realized he was just happy that she was here and he knew he’d be seeing her tomorrow. He’d take her to Chase’s studio and he would have another day to get to know her. That was more than he’d had this morning and he would take it.