“You didn’t?”
“No. I wasn’t in love with him, either.”
“I have to confess I’m pleased beyond reason to hear that.”
“Good. Anyway, about those clothes. I didn’t have much choice. I spilled cranberry juice all over myself when I realized ?tefan wasn’t you. And that reminds me. Is whoever this room belongs to going to be pissed that I wore his clothes, that we’re in his room, on his bed?”
“Ty, this is myroom.”
“It is?” I arched up and looked into his eyes. “This bedroom is exactly the same as mine.”
“It is.”
I tucked my head under his chin—I was surprised at how much I enjoyed doing that—and smiled. “Thank you, Adam.”
He dropped a kiss on the top of my head. “Tyrell…There’s something we need to speak of before I fall asleep.”
Was he finally going to tell me he had a son? “Yes?”
“Daniel Crist is your cousin.”
“What? I thought—” Well. I wasn’t expecting that. “How is he my cousin?”
“He’s your mother’s brother’s son.”