“I’ll wait here,” I say. It didn’t occur to me until just now that he might want to be alone with his mum. “You go on.” Baz looks at me, one eyebrow cocked low, then nods. “I won’t be long.” He kisses my cheek before he walks away. I like that. All the easy kisses he’s giving me. All the checking on me and checking in with me. You might think it would be irritating, but it really isn’t. It makes me think it would have been nice to have someone looking out for me like this all along.
