morning. She moved the wine from the freezer into the cooler. That would be tomorrow’s treat.
“I almost forgot. There’s a game on tonight. Where’s your TV?” He dropped the wet dishtowel on the counter.
Felicity picked it up and hung it on the loop next to the sink to let the fabric air out. “I don’t have one.”
“Please tell me you’re joking.”
“I don’t watch much television, and what I am interested in, I find on Hulu or Netflix. I can pull up something on my computer or tablet if you want to watch a show.”
“I want to watch the game.”
This was just as bad as talking to a child.
“I don’t have cable, therefore I don’t have the game. It might be on the radio.” Felicity went to her tablet and pulled up the radio app to see what the sports channels were around here.
“No one listens to sports on the radio.”
“If that was true, they wouldn’t air the game.” Felicity stopped looking for a channel. If he was going to be a big jerk about the situation, she was done going out of her way.
A bit of a throb started behind her eye, and she was pretty sure his bad attitude was killing her wine buzz and sending her straight into a hangover. It was eight o’clock. She’d give up on the day and go to bed if her bed for the night wasn’t the couch he was sitting on.
“I can’t drive to take you back out. If you want to call a cab and hit a bar, that’s your prerogative. How about I just show you to the bedroom and let you get settled in.”
He ran his hands through his hair. “If you’ve got an outlet near the bed, I can plug my phone in and use my cable app to catch the game tonight, but there’s another one next week, and we’ll need to plan to head to a sports bar for that one.”
“We?”
He looked a little unsure of himself in that moment, and Felicity reveled in his insecurity. He was going to make this month long for her, so the least she could do is return the favor.
He cleared his throat. “Wasn’t part of the deal that we have to spend our time together?”
“That was part of the challenge the community laid out on the news station’s web page, yes. But if you can’t handle it, and have to be out of the house before the end of the month…well, I’ll just leave it up to you how you want to explain your lack of staying power to the public.” She motioned to the stairs. “I’ll show you to the bedroom.”
“Lady, I have a lot of shortcomings, but staying power is not one of them.” His bravado was cut off when they climbed up to the loft. He had to bend at the waist to get around in the tight space.
“Wow.” Felicity cleared her throat. “Be grateful I have dormers on this unit. If I let the roof pitch, you would have to crawl into bed.”
He rocked the back of his head against the roof to look around the space. He might be frowning, but she loved her loft. It was spacious by tiny house standards. She had a bedside table that she’d made from a wooden magazine holder. It held her Kindle, a small lamp, and had an outlet below.
She pulled out her Kindle. Pointing to the cut out at the back of the makeshift shelf, she showed him the USB charge port on the wall. “You can plug in there.”
He was still looking around. So rather than stand awkwardly, she sat awkwardly on her bed.
“I am assuming you don’t get dressed up here.”
She shook her head and patted a spot on the bed a good way away from her. Another luxury she allowed herself was a queen sized bed in this space. She was a sprawler, and giving it up to someone who didn’t appreciate it was going to make sleeping on the couch sting even more. But as he did a little dog-like spin to sit down, she realized there was nowhere else he’d fit.
“I usually just get dressed by the stairs. I keep my clothes in the cubbies under there, but I’ll get dressed in the bathroom since you’re staying with me.” She assured him when he looked horrified at the thought of her getting naked.
“Okay.
“I almost forgot. There’s a game on tonight. Where’s your TV?” He dropped the wet dishtowel on the counter.
Felicity picked it up and hung it on the loop next to the sink to let the fabric air out. “I don’t have one.”
“Please tell me you’re joking.”
“I don’t watch much television, and what I am interested in, I find on Hulu or Netflix. I can pull up something on my computer or tablet if you want to watch a show.”
“I want to watch the game.”
This was just as bad as talking to a child.
“I don’t have cable, therefore I don’t have the game. It might be on the radio.” Felicity went to her tablet and pulled up the radio app to see what the sports channels were around here.
“No one listens to sports on the radio.”
“If that was true, they wouldn’t air the game.” Felicity stopped looking for a channel. If he was going to be a big jerk about the situation, she was done going out of her way.
A bit of a throb started behind her eye, and she was pretty sure his bad attitude was killing her wine buzz and sending her straight into a hangover. It was eight o’clock. She’d give up on the day and go to bed if her bed for the night wasn’t the couch he was sitting on.
“I can’t drive to take you back out. If you want to call a cab and hit a bar, that’s your prerogative. How about I just show you to the bedroom and let you get settled in.”
He ran his hands through his hair. “If you’ve got an outlet near the bed, I can plug my phone in and use my cable app to catch the game tonight, but there’s another one next week, and we’ll need to plan to head to a sports bar for that one.”
“We?”
He looked a little unsure of himself in that moment, and Felicity reveled in his insecurity. He was going to make this month long for her, so the least she could do is return the favor.
He cleared his throat. “Wasn’t part of the deal that we have to spend our time together?”
“That was part of the challenge the community laid out on the news station’s web page, yes. But if you can’t handle it, and have to be out of the house before the end of the month…well, I’ll just leave it up to you how you want to explain your lack of staying power to the public.” She motioned to the stairs. “I’ll show you to the bedroom.”
“Lady, I have a lot of shortcomings, but staying power is not one of them.” His bravado was cut off when they climbed up to the loft. He had to bend at the waist to get around in the tight space.
“Wow.” Felicity cleared her throat. “Be grateful I have dormers on this unit. If I let the roof pitch, you would have to crawl into bed.”
He rocked the back of his head against the roof to look around the space. He might be frowning, but she loved her loft. It was spacious by tiny house standards. She had a bedside table that she’d made from a wooden magazine holder. It held her Kindle, a small lamp, and had an outlet below.
She pulled out her Kindle. Pointing to the cut out at the back of the makeshift shelf, she showed him the USB charge port on the wall. “You can plug in there.”
He was still looking around. So rather than stand awkwardly, she sat awkwardly on her bed.
“I am assuming you don’t get dressed up here.”
She shook her head and patted a spot on the bed a good way away from her. Another luxury she allowed herself was a queen sized bed in this space. She was a sprawler, and giving it up to someone who didn’t appreciate it was going to make sleeping on the couch sting even more. But as he did a little dog-like spin to sit down, she realized there was nowhere else he’d fit.
“I usually just get dressed by the stairs. I keep my clothes in the cubbies under there, but I’ll get dressed in the bathroom since you’re staying with me.” She assured him when he looked horrified at the thought of her getting naked.
“Okay.
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