When I got out of the cab, Michael was standing there already paying my fare. As the cabbie shut the trunk and drove down the Grath residence’s long driveway, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “It’s good to see you, but I can pay for my own cab.” Wrapping one arm around me and taking my suitcase with the other, he laughed. “I know, but you’re my guest.” He led me toward the ornate doorway of what could only be described as a mansion. “This house is beautiful.” “Thanks, but wait ’til you see the inside. It’s a little too fussy for my taste.” I laughed. “Now that we’re openly dating, I’m going to actually get to visit your apartment, and I can see for myself what your taste is like.”“And the next time you come to visit me here, you can stay with me at my place in the district or my apartment downtown,” he said with a smile. “You have four homes you can sleep in at any given time?” “Yeah, I guess so, if you count this place, which is my parents’.”
