Stunned silence hung in the air.

Christian barely had time to process before sheer, unabashed delight bloomed across his face. He pointed to himself, incredulous. “Are you saying you’re inviting me to move back in with you?”

Raelynn’s lips curved into a cold, cutting smile. “Oh, please. What fantasyland are you living in?”

Dream on, idiot. If you haven’t even gone to bed yet, don’t start dreaming. She didn’t say it outright, but her ...