“I had you and Gavin backing me up, which is why I didn’t.”
“We won’t be there when you go undercover on this new job Gavin wants you to do,” Lorne said. “Or anyothers he’ll draw you into.”
“Not physically. In my mind, however? Knowing you’re waiting for me when it’s over will make me twice as careful.” I patted the sofa, cocking my head to let him know I wanted him beside, not across from me. He didn’t move until Gavin got up and went into the kitchen, asking me if it was all right for him to make coffee—which I told him it was, since it would give me a few moments of privacy with Lorne.
When Lorne was sitting next to me, I continued what I was saying, asking him, “Will you be waiting?”
He was slow to answer, but when he did I knew he—no, we—were taking the first step toward the relationship I believed we both wanted.