I had managed to pull Vincent into the kitchen for a brief moment so that we could talk in private. The conversation wasn't going how I expected it at all. Vinny and I were mostly having a staring contest, waiting to see who would give in first.
"No," Vince said cutting me off the moment my mouth opened to ask a question.
I frowned at him, "You don't even know what I was going to say."
"Yes, I do actually. The answer is no."
I crossed my arms. "What was I going to ask?"
"You were going to ask if Erik could stay tonight."
I glared at him. He actually had hit the nail on the head; that was exactly what I was going to ask him.
"Where else is he going to go?" I let my arms drop to my side in defeat.
Vince's face softened when he realized I was already admitting defeat.
"I don't think
