“No one is going to be able to live in the building for a while,” Grayson says.
Oh, okay.
Fuck. Where am I going to stay?
I guess I could stay with Gram, but she only has a one-bedroom house. That would be challenging, to say the least.
I could stay in a hotel or maybe a short-term rental, but that would be difficult to find with such short notice. There aren’t many options in Aspen Springs.
“You’re welcome to stay with any of us,” Warren says.
Tucker and Grayson both voice their agreement.
I’m pretty sure Tucker’s apartment only has a single bedroom, so that’s out. That leaves Grayson and Warren’s homes.
“I’d love to have you at my place,” Grayson says, “but Warren’s house is probably a better option.”
“Like when I was sick,” I say, smiling.
“Exactly.” Tucker laughs. “It’ll be like a sleepover. Jackson will be pumped about it, I’m sure.”
A small smile curves up the corners of Warren’s mouth.
Am I really considering this? Moving in with one of the men I’ve been hell bent on keeping my distance from?
What other choice do I have, though?
“It only has to be for now,” Grayson says. “Probably until the little one gets here. We can figure out what works best after that.”
I sigh, letting my head hang low between my shoulders. “I don’t want to be a burden,” I whisper. It probably isn’t even loud enough for them to make out.
Fingers tilt my chin up until I’m staring up into a pair of chocolate-brown eyes. “Having you in my home is anything but a burden,” Warren says quietly.
Even with the largest part of my brain battling against me, I find myself whispering, “Okay.”
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Warren
I pullmy keys out of my pocket, twisting until I get my house key free. I hold it out to Sienna. “Here,” I tell her.
Her eyes widen. “I can’t take that.”
“Yes, you can. It’s going to be your home.” I sigh, not wanting to tack on the rest of that thought. “At least for now.”
She eyes me warily but grabs it from my hand.
“I have to get Jackson from school soon, but come over whenever you’re done with work,” I say.
“But I need to get some stuff,” she says.
I cringe.
Grayson rests his hand on her shoulder. “No one is able to go into the building until it’s deemed safe,” he says gently.
Her face falls. “Oh.” She swallows. “I know you said there was smoke damage, but I didn’t think…” Her words trail off as a tear slides down her face.
Grayson wraps his arms around her, cupping the back of her head. “You’ll probably lose some of your stuff that can’t be cleaned properly, but you should be able to get a lot of things back once it’s cleaned and safe.”
