“Right.” Thad lets his door close and jogs down to Mrs. Canada’s room, where he crouches down to shove the notebook under her door. Jamie drifts towards Thad’s door, which hasn’t quite shut all the way yet, and pushes against it to see if it’s still open.
It is. He steps inside the room and holds the door for Thad, who appears in the doorway a moment later. Almost as an afterthought, Jamie asks, “Mind if I come in?”
“’Course not.” Thad shrugs the damp towel off his shoulders onto the floor, then ducks into the bathroom. “I’m going to take a shower, though. Maybe you might want to…?”
He trails off and Jamie steps up to the bathroom door, interested. Join me?he hopes Thad’s trying to say, and the answer is right on the tip of his tongue. Yes, God! I thought you’d never ask!