The only thing that didn’t jive with AJ’s original assessment was that it was Tyrone who usually pulled AJ along, trying to sway him to forego the niceties for what he wanted, not the other way around. Tyrone had to be more tired than he was letting on if he wanted to shower and nap first.
“Don’t bother Kira with that.” AJ pulled his phone out. “I’ll book us a room if you tell her we can meet up before dinner.”
The grateful smile told him he’d guessed right.
* * * *
If sharing a hotel room was any indication, AJ had a feeling living with Tyrone was going to be torturous.