"Juice, please," I answered. Usually I would make myself useful, I would get up and help Elio gets things and insist on serving myself so I wouldn't be seen as a burden, but I was so tired right now and I still felt so strange from the entire experience that I was okay letting him get things for me this once.

"Thank you," I added. "You're sure it's all right if we both stay here? Oliver doesn't mind?"

Oliver had never done anything to make me think he minded, but it couldn't be easy, constantly having two teenagers showing up to steal his sofa.