What was she supposed to say to that. How was she supposed to act? She didn't know. She had such big feelings inside of her but everything was so cordial and stiff. It didn't feel like he's been her lover or would be again.
Bishop's being kind but she'd rather he'd just be whatever he needed to be to get it out, get it past this...For the first time ever, Teagan found that she couldn't read him, that their speechless way of communicating was all tangled in a mess and she couldn't decipher a thing.
She didn't know like she usually did what that one little question meant. Did he want her with him or somewhere else? Was he making a point to let her know that their home was now his home? "No...I wasn't planning on it." she had to let him know. She wasn't the type to just circle around the issues. She was a risk taker. "I thought you'd take me..."and she hesitated. She did. She couldn't help it because she was sure she was wrong, that the word that would come next wasn't his place, their bed, their life. "Home"