Chapter 8

“Consider it this way,” Rob said. “It’s just temporary. In something like six months you’ll have your own place.”

“But I should still pay rent.”

Rob shook his head. “You’re not on full salary yet, and you won’t save much if I charge you full whack. You can pay a share of the bills and definitely contribute to the food bill. I’ve seen how much you eat.”

Heat rising to his face, Lee hoped not to blush. He did eat a lot, but he ran and worked out and had a busy job. He wasn’t fat. Did Rob think he was getting fat?

“Nothing wrong with that.” Rob laughed. “I only wish I could still stuff my face without paying the price.” He ran a hand down over his stomach in an unconscious gesture, then seemed to realise and grinned. Nothing wrong with Rob’s physique as far as Lee could see, gaze tracking the sweeping hand, and lingering down where he had no business looking. He tore his gaze away to peer into the living room, even though he took in none of the decor.