When we got to his house, I didn’t feel surprised. I’d been here before, so everything felt familiar, too familiar, maybe.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath, still trying to wrap my head around the idea of actually living with him.“Don’t you want to know where you’ll be sleeping?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder.I looked at him. “I’ll have my own room, right?”Why did I even ask that? Obviously I should. This place is big enough, more than enough rooms, right?“Your own room?” he repeated, like the idea actually amused him.“Yes. My own room,” I said more firmly. “I’ll be staying here five days a week, so I should at least have that.”He didn’t say anything at first. Just cleared his throat and said, “You should follow me.”I trailed behind him upstairs, and he stopped in front of a door.“There are three rooms up here,” he started. “One’s a bedroom, one’s a study, and the last one… well, it’s not really a room.”I gave him a look. “So what exactly are you saying
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