it.”
I shifted to get more comfortable, and the water sloshed around.
“Why didn’t you use my tub?” Fin had an absolutely beautiful tub with jets and everything that was almost the size of a swimming pool, but I’d forgotten about it, actually.
I shrugged. “Don’t know. Just didn’t. There’s nothing wrong with my apartment.” It wasn’t much, but I paid for it myself. My parents had wanted to get me a place, but that would have cost me too much in other ways.
“I never said there was. I just want you to know that you can go to my place whenever you want. That’s why I gave you the key.”
“I know. I still can’t believe you did that. I’m shocked you didn’t think I’d snoop.” I hadn’t, for the record. He might have given me a key, but that didn’t mean I had the run of the place. I wanted to respect his privacy.
“I knew you wouldn’t.” He said this with complete confidence. Wow. He was trusting for a guy with control issues. Or maybe there wasn’t anything at his place that I could find.
“But if I did, would I find anything?” I asked.
He thought about that for a second. “Well, you already saw a few things in my drawer. There’s more in my closet in that dresser, if you wanted to look.” I steered clear of his closet, since there was a separate dresser that I used for my stuff. And I hadn’t gone back in the drawer since he freaked out the first time. Even though he wasn’t living there now, I just couldn’t do that. Not unless he asked me or said it was okay. Which, I guess he had, but still.
“But what about embarrassing pictures or other personal stuff?” I asked, pressing on. The bubbles were starting to pop, and soon my fingers and toes were going to look like raisins.
He took a moment to answer. “I don’t keep a lot of those things around.” Clearly, he didn’t want to talk. I wondered if he maybe had a secret location where he kept that stuff. I mean, how would I know if he did?
“I was just wondering. I’m not trying to sound like a stalker or anything. Sorry, that was weird.” I sunk lower in the bath so the water covered me.
“No, no, it’s a valid question. I know you’re not asking maliciously.”
“No, I’m asking because I’m nosy, and I want to know everything about you,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Well, I can’t blame you, I guess. I want to know everything about you too.” Was he sure about that?
“Everything?”
He nodded. “Everything.”
“You don’t want there to be even a little bit of mystery?” Most people did.
“Mystery is overrated.” I forgot I was talking to a control freak. Of course he would want to know everything. So he could have the upper hand. Not in a bad way. Just in a … Fin likes to know everything way.
“Oh, I’m in favor of mystery. It keeps life interesting.”
“It makes life complicated.”
“Says the man who is constantly cloaked in mystery. You’re such a hypocrite, Fin Herald. But it’s okay. We all have flaws.” I gave him a smile so he would know I was joking.
“I suppose.” The water started to cool, and I definitely needed to get out.
“Okay, well I’m going to let you go. Thank you for today. It was lovely.”
He finally smiled at me. “You’re so very welcome. Goodnight, Marisol.”
“Sweet dreams.” He ended the video chat, and I set my phone down on the edge of the tub, lay back, and closed my eyes for a minute.
A thought had entered my head during our talk, and I couldn’t get rid of it. Yes, Fin told me about some of his secrets and his awful childhood, but was there more? What if he was hiding things that were even worse?
I couldn’t even imagine.
I let myself sink under the water, and I stayed there for a moment, but soon I had to take a breath. My head broke the surface, and I wiped bubbles out of my eyes.
I couldn’t think like that. I couldn’t let myself go down that negative path. So much for my day of freedom.
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