“She’s right… She’s welcome… ya know, girls only club,” she said.
“You see, I’m standing in the hall, not breaking any cardinal rules,” he said.
“Your room is cute,” I told her.
“Thanks,” she said.
I headed out of the room.
“And last but not least, my room,” he said, as he openedthe door.
It was much larger than Callie’s. His eyes darted around the room.
“Callie!” he shouted.
“It's only a one-way rule, Quinn,” she shouted back.
“Oof, what’s missing?” I asked.
“Oh… maybe some books, one of my pillows, and I’m sure many other things. I haven’t even walked into the bathroom,” he said, laughing.
He walked to the other door, opening it.
“This is my bathroom, and apparently, it supplies Callie as she desires.”
I laughed as I looked into the bathroom. There was a large walk-in shower with a glass surround. There was the standard toilet, with a long counter with a sink in the middle.
“No bath to soak in?” I asked.
“No… no… but I have something on the back porch you might like,” he said.
He grabbed my hand, pulled me up the hall, and back into the kitchen. We went out the back door and onto a covered porch. The porch was almost enclosed. In the corner, there was a large covered hot tub.
“Why weren’t the parties at your house?” I asked.
“Because my house is my peace, and drunken idiots breaking shit piss me off,” he said.
I laughed. “That’s fair.”
“Besides, we’ve had small get-togethers here, just no big things,” he said.
There was a glass table with some chairs. I slumped down in one of the chairs. Quinn pulled a chair over and sat next to me.
“I guess we should talk about the elephant in the room,” Quinn said.
“Yeah…” I said.
“What’s your plan when you get there?” he asked.
“I don’t know… assess the situation. Take care of things,” I said.
“So, staying there?” he asked.
“Yes… I don’t know… maybe,” I said.
“Damn it,” he muttered.
“If I stay there, it doesn’t change anything between us,” I said.