Chapter 38

“You own a house.”

“You own the loft.”

“You’ve lived at your place forever. I figured you had to decide if you were willing to share it permanently or give it up.”

“This is where you work. This space is perfect for you. Me? I’m flexible.” Quint leaned against the work table, looking at Clay. “Yeah, I’ve been there for a while, but that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to move, and it would be easier for me to do that than for you and—”

“So you’re saying you want to live here?”

Quint frowned. “You don’t like the idea? Okay, I know it hasn’t worked well for you in the past but I thought…”

Stepping in front of Quint, Clay put his hands on his lover’s shoulders. “I think it’s a fantastic idea.”

“I figure, if you don’t want me moving in here or if you think this place was too small for both of us, that I, we, could turn my office into your studio but it’s pretty small and there’s not much natural light and so—”