Chapter 213

"What do you mean?" I raised a brow at him. Before I could react, he gently pinched my chin and said with a soft chuckle, "Don’t play dumb. I’m asking you to move in—with me." His voice was smooth enough to melt butter, and for a second, I felt my defenses slipping. But I forced myself to stay calm and firm. "Henry Smith, even if I agree, what about your mom? And your grandpa? How’s he gonna take it?" "You think after getting Evan’s custody back, my grandpa’s still clueless? He’s gonna ask sooner or later. You moving in just happens to be a heads-up for him," he said seriously, and with that, he pulled me toward the house. Our fingers interlocked tightly, like he had no plans of ever letting me go. He brought me back into the master bedroom I used to stay in—everything was just as I’d left it, like it was all waiting for me. Even my pajamas, slippers, and toothbrush were still here. "Drink some milk, might help you sleep better," Henry said while taking a warm glass from the housekeepe