Single was good. But it still didn’t tell me enough.
“Ah, it’s kind of hard to tell. They’re all very…” I wasn’t sure how to phrase it.
Reece laughed, nodding. “Yeah, I can see that. They’re all very touchy-feely and open.”
“I would have to agree with that.” But again, it still didn’t tell me anything. Was he deliberately being vague? Did he think I should know one way or the other? I’d assumed straight by default, but with Eli in the mix, it wasn’t so clear-cut anymore.
I shouldn’t have had to keep reminding myself it wasn’t my business.
“How is work going? Are you still enjoying it?” Neutral. I was going to talk to him about something neutral.
“It’s going great. Everyone is really nice. And the company is small enough my opinion matters. When I make a recommendation or want to change something in their system, I don’t have a dozen people second-guessing me. It’s a lot less stressful, even if there are a lot of personalities involved.” Reece’s excitement distracted me from the fact that I was going to ask where he worked.
“Personalities?”
“Well, you saw the mix.” Reece shrugged and gestured to the car in front of us. “For the most part, they’re all very passionate, artistic people. It’s really different from anywhere else I’ve worked, but I’m enjoying it.”
“I have to admit, I’m not sure I could do it. I like my quiet.” And that made me sound like a boring old fart.
He laughed. “Yeah, I’m not sure it would work out well for you, but I appreciate the help and keeping everyone on task. I hope it wasn’t too loud. Most of the time, if we all get together we go out somewhere, so it shouldn’t be a problem in the future.”
“No, it was fine. They were all nice, and I want you to consider it your home as well.” Pushing his friends out would guarantee he’d feel unwelcome.
He glanced over and one eyebrow went up, clearly teasing. “As long as I don’t have too many wild parties?”
I smirked. “Of course, that goes without saying.”
Reece just laughed. “Don’t worry, your peace and quiet are safe. I think with as busy as work has been, I’m going to like the calmer atmosphere at home.”
Before I had to analyze why I liked hearing him call it home, we were pulling into the parking lot. “Here we go. They have the best burgers.”
“Sounds great. I’m starved.”
As we all parked and piled out of the cars, I couldn’t help trying to figure him out. It wasn’t my business. But he hadn’t denied being into women when I mentioned the possibility of one of them being his girlfriend earlier. Then again, Eli and some of those same women had clearly manipulated the seating arrangement to get Reece in my car.
That had to mean something, right?
A sarcastic little voice in the back of my head couldn't resist. Yes, it meant I was crazy and in need of a date or scene.
I was going to end up making a polite, functional roommate very uncomfortable, or end up encouraging someone who would probably be nuts. Either way would be bad and, unfortunately, typical for me.
“Come on, boss man, let’s go.” Eli’s grin was almost wicked, and I could hear Reece groan in embarrassment. I ignored the little part of me that wanted to imagine him moaning for other reasons. Eli just gave us both a wink. “Reece might need someone to help him decide what to eat. He likes atake chargedate.”
Date?
Take charge?
It wasn’t my business who or what he was into.
Right?
