Chapter 39

Their living arrangement, which had begun as a temporary way for John to be certain Kip was safe, fast became the norm. While John hadn’t officially moved in—at the beginning—he soon had all his clothes in the bedroom closet, his books on the shelves, and almost everything else that had been in his apartment now at Kip’s place, with the exception of his furniture.

“Seems like I’ve got a permanent roommate,” Kip had teased one late September morning.

“I can always move back to my place,” John had replied without blinking an eye. “Of course by now I’m sure it’s been rented to someone else, as a furnished apartment.”

They knew that was undoubtedly the truth. John had given up his lease a week previously when Kip told him it was stupid to keep paying rent on the apartment, all things considered. John had told his landlord to do whatever he wanted with the furniture as he didn’t need it. The man had seemed quite happy with the idea John told Kip when he’d returned to the agency.