“Of course it is. I told you, make yourself at home while you’re here.”
Charlene limped her way closer to him. “I thought you had a meeting.”
“Nothing that I need to do now. I know Sal had things he needed to address in person. And I wanted to be here in case you needed me. Or these,” he held the truffle out to her again.
This time she took one. “I guess this will need to suffice.” Charlene really wanted to know if there was any update regarding Mr. Sheen. She was stuck at Seth’s until Sal confirmed there was no risk. Yet Charlene couldn’t bring herself to broach the subject. Talking about Sheen isn’t going to help me get to know Seth any better. Giving him a wicked grin she added, “This doesn’t let you off the hook. You promised me an adventure today. The only excitement I’ve had is looking at the walls.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
“Yup. But don’t worry, I’ll let you make it up to me.”
He smiled. “Very sweet of you.”
“You say that, but you don’t know what you’ll need to do yet.”
“If it means keeping that smile on your beautiful face, count me in,” Seth stated.
Beautiful?It felt nice hearing him say that to her. If the circumstances were different, maybe she’d believe him. Right now, he might say just about anything to keep her from asking to leave. For some crazy, unknown reason, Seth insisted this is where she needed to be. Besides Connor, it didn’t appear to be any more secure than her place. She hooked arms with him and said, “Then please show me where you hide your TV. And whatever you do, don’t tell me you don’t have one, because I’m going through Hallmark withdrawals.”
Seth raised a brow and asked, “You’re joking right?”
One of the things they had discussed during dinner at her house had been how much he hated sitting and watching the television. Even though her ankle was still a bit sore, she’d be thrilled if he suggested they go out. It didn’t even matter where. Charlene wasn’t the type of person to sit still for long and for the past twenty-four hours, it was about all she’d done. “Unless there’s something better you can think of,” she said. Seth looked into her eyes and for a moment she was sure he was about to say something. Instead he shook his head. “Then a romance it is. Lead the way,” she said, feeling both victorious and let down at the same time.
At least he’s here. Why, I’m not sure. But he’s here.
Seth didn’t really care what they did. If she wanted to watch chick flicks all night, then he’d suffer through it. Although not where one would ever suspect, but he did have a television.
“I never would’ve found this,” Charlene said picking up her cup of hot chocolate and taking another sip. “Why don’t you have one in your living room? I mean most people sit and watch TV on the couch.”
“The only time I turn it on is when I’m making coffee before work. And that is only to watch the national news. For me, the kitchen was the one place it made sense.” Of course he planned his home based off of convenience for him, not others. Now seeing Charlene sitting on the pub height chairs while watching a movie, it didn’t seem fitting. “You don’t look…comfortable.”
“I was for the first half hour. Now my legs are asleep,” she chuckled and wiggled her feet out in front of her. “Doctor said to keep the foot up. I don’t think this is working.”
Shit!How could he have forgotten about that? He walked over and scooped her up into his arms.
“What are you doing?” Charlene asked.
“Getting your foot up,” he said walking out of the kitchen and back into the living room.
Charlene wrapped her arms around his neck and said while wiggling her feet again, “Although I am enjoying this, I hate to break it to you, but my feet aren’t any higher.”
“I was tempted to flip you over my shoulder, but I didn’t think you’d appreciate my carrying you that way,” he teased. “But if you like, there’s still time…”
“No! This is perfect,” she grinned. “Now where are you taking me?”
“To the couch.” He heard her sigh so he added, “You’ll be more comfortable there.”
“No. I just spent hours sitting on that thing. Where did you buy it anyway? It’s so…hard.”
“It’s good for your back,” he stated.
“I don’t have any problems with my back,” she replied.
Seth set her down and then sat on the other side. He bent over and picked up her feet so they rested on his lap. “If you did, you’d appreciate this couch.”
“Do you have a bad back?” she asked.
“No.”