"Genvieve. I don't think it's a good idea," Lexington tells me as we tag-team the dishes in the sink after our guests have gone home and the rest of the household has run off to their rooms. Or room, as it seems to be because Lenore has been spending more time in Dominic's room than she has in the guest room we provided to her.
"Why isn't it a good idea?"
"This is how he found you in the first place, right? I'm just not sure that making you more visible is the best idea."
Lexington keeps his eyes focus on the task before him, but the slight raise in his voice accompanied by the fact that the plates seem to be clinking against the bars in the dishwasher with increasing aggression tells me that he's tenser than he's letting on.
