Except they hadn’t done anything but sleep, too aware of Junie in the guest room. Plus, Trev wasn’t even sure what was going on. It didn’t seem accurate to say they were dating, but since they’d hooked up, this wasn’t a friendly favor either. However it happened, he’d basically agreed to act like Leanne’s boyfriend, one serious enough to be talking about cohabitation. He stretched, sliding his hand across the wrinkled white sheet. It was high-quality cotton, so smooth, it felt incredible. Everything about the room was luxe and high-end. The furniture was light, and there weren’t many colors; this style might be considered Scandinavian.

Mentally shrugging, he cleaned up in the bathroom and got dressed then made Leanne’s bed. Just good manners when he was the last one out of it. Junie was eating Corn Pops from a big yellow bowl with her legs folded like a little kid, watching some court TV show. Former roommates were arguing about who had to pay for damages after the tub overflowed.

“Good morning,” she chirped brightly. “Want some cereal?”

“Sure.”

He served himself and joined her on the sofa, as it seemed rude to eat by himself at the bar or the table. Though he got along with most people, he didn’t feel comfortable with many. Leanne’s mom was a rare exception. She didn’t ask any questions, just chatted casually about the case and added a few wild anecdotes about problems she’d had with various roommates.

“If you tell me when, I can help you move,” she said suddenly.

Trev blinked. He’d gotten too relaxed, apparently, and now she was launching the sneak attack when his guard was down. He had no idea what to say. If he deferred to Leanne again, Junie would probably suspect something was up. It wasn’t normal for someone to have absolutely no preferences or ideas of their own.

So he replied, “So nice of you to offer, but I have burly guys for that. Thanks for breakfast, I need to take off now.”

Before you ask me how long we’ve been dating or when her birthday is.

“Oh, I didn’t do anything. It was so nice meeting you.” She hesitated, padding after him when he went to the kitchen to rinse his bowl and spoon and put them in the dishwasher. “I hope you’ll take care of my baby. She acts like she doesn’t need anyone, but it’s a front, you know? Once you get through her defenses, there’s nobody sweeter or more loyal.”

“Right,” he said, feeling like the biggest asshole in creation.

“Take care!” At the front door, Junie hugged Trev, surprising the hell out of him.