Just ask! Adam’s hands were shaking as he answered Dillon’s question. “You could move into my spare bedroom, and then your commute wouldn’t be bad at all. You could use the bicycle in the garage to get to and from work if I can’t drop you off.” Dillon’s jaw dropped as the words Adam spoke registered in his brain. He was sure he’d heard him wrong. Had Adam just offered to let him move into his house? “What?” Dillon asked, needing clarification. Adam’s nerves calmed down a bit as he grinned from ear-to-ear. “You were wondering about why I don’t live with roommates the other day; why couldn’t you be my roommate?” “Adam…” Dillon started in a warning tone. Adam knew exactly what Dillon was about to start in on, and he was ready to put an end to it before he got started. “Dillon, this is not charity; so don’t try that. This is me trying to help a friend out.
