When Paige opened her mouth, I plowed on before she could protest. "Live with me when you land the job at the Library of Congress. Riley can go fuck himself. Your house and my house. Naked. Because I like you and me, too."

She was shaking her head before I finished, but the sudden tears didn't overflow until the end. I didn't know what they meant, but I hated whatever, or whoever, put them there. Was it Rick? Even if it wasn't, I vowed never to make her cry because it fucking ...