Chapter 12
It had been a couple of weeks since Adam had given me a key to his house. If you’re wondering why I didn’t reciprocate the gesture, well, I would’ve if he wanted. But we spent most of our time at Adam’s house because he had a brand-new washer and dryer, a lot of natural light, a comfortable bath (that fit two!) and all in all, his home was just nicer than mine.
I had purchased my home a year ago after I had already fulfilled a year contract at the hospital. When they renewed me, I decided I’d stay and that meant no more apartments. But there wasn’t a lot on the market when I purchased so my home was small and humble. I liked it, I had made it a somewhat cute farmhouse style little place, but it offered little room for hot steamy sex and therefore, it was not *our* place. Adam’s house had definitely, ever since that first night, become *our* place.