There was another difference between Liam's place and her old one; There were walls! And doors! Distinct, permanent partitions between rooms, instead of 'suggestions' of rooms. Rose had officially moved out now, and imagined her old apartment was currently being used to house janitorial supplies.
She dropped her purse on the counter and draped her jacket over the back of the couch. "It was fine," she said. "Saw Rory and Amy!"
Rose walked to the bedroom, reaching under her shirt to unhook her bra. Routine, end-of-day fare, nothing seductive intended. "You didn't have to wait up, Billy." She was pleased he did, though.