Chapter 11

“It might. But I won’t tell anybody if you won’t.”

“Perhaps you should tell me where I’m going to be sleeping.”

“Is there something wrong with this room?”

“No, it’s a beautiful room.”

“Then stay here.”

Dexter looked appropriately appalled at the suggestion. “Oh, no. No, no. I can’t sleep in your private quarters. That’s just…it’s just…not right.”

Leo inclined his head. “Very well. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. Do you like the bath?”

“It’s brilliant.”

“Then I’ll put you in the adjoining suite. That way, you can use the bath whenever you like.”

“That’s very kind. You’re not always this nice, are you?”

“Honestly? I feel a little bad.”

“Why?”

“Because I…well, when you fell, I laughed.” He watched Dexter closely, gauging his reaction.

“All of this because you laughed at me?”

“Yes.”

Dexter tilted his head and considered the answer. “Then I want two more pieces of cake.”