Chapter 55

“I know it’s big,” Grady said. His jocularity was gone, his gaze more solemn. “When the realtor showed it to me, I fell in love with all the light, and all the space I never really had in New York, and I didn’t even think twice about buying it. But remember what I said about having too much time to think?” He gestured with his beer bottle toward the living room and the wrought iron stairs that led to the second level. “I’m well aware I probably sabotaged myself.”

Colin would be lonely, too, if he spent all of his free time rattling around in a condo that could comfortably house a family of twelve. “The light and the space is very nice. I mean, everything is very nice.” Grady must have felt like he was slumming it the night before. Except…no, Grady wouldn’t think that. It was too cruel, and Grady wasn’t a cruel person. “Want to give me the grand tour?”