I discover two fresh apartment postings the next morning, as if my prayers had been heard. One of them is on Four Points, while the other is sufficiently near to be a practical choice.

I rush through my shower in order to be to the homes in time for first refusal. With the exception of Jacob, who is working at the home office today, the guys have all already reported to work.

I remark, leaning into his doorway, "I'm taking off," but I don't fully look him in the eyes since I'm still processing last night's kiss.

I see a lady speaking on the television while he nods inaudibly and...