Chapter 32

“Everything okay with your case?” I asked.

“As okay as it can be right now. So Marty is coming to get you?”

“Yeah, he said he would in the e-mail he sent me.” I discarded my tea bag in the trash under the sink. I was already familiar with his house. “You’d like him. He’s very sweet.”

Theo leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms folded in front of his chest. “I’m sure.”

“Theo—”

“Dane, I want you to stay. Not just for a few more days or a few more weeks. I want you to move here. In this house.”

I winced. And I knew he saw it, but I couldn’t keep it off my face. It happened too fast. Shaking my head, I said, “I can’t.”

“Sure you could.”

“No, I can’t. I still have Donald’s estate to deal with. I own this giant house, and I don’t even know what to do with it.”

“Sell it.”

“I might. But I have decisions to make, Theo.”

“You can hire a guy to do all that for you, Dane. You have the money to do whatever you want thanks to Donald.”