gave me one final look. “I’ll be back in the morning. And my mom’s place is literally right down the road. I’m just two minutes away.”
“Thank you. Good night.”
His eyes were glued to my face, searching my eyes and then my lips. Seconds passed before he finally walked out. When he was gone, I locked the door and set the alarm. His absence comforted me. I was no longer alone in a house with a man I hardly knew.
But his absence also made me feel lonely.
Home
Kyle
Mom just got engaged but she couldn’t care less about her new diamond ring, her fiancée, or her trip to Italy. All she cared about was me. “So…a woman is staying at your place?”
I hadn’t even brought my bag to my old bedroom yet. “Yeah. I’ll be heading back tomorrow.”
“Who is this woman?” Mom was certain I was going to spend the rest of my life with Francesca. She really liked her, even after she left me for Hawke—the first time. But when she left the second time Mom despised her.
“I’m hiring her to design my new beach house.”
“Beach house?” she asked. “When did you decide on that?”
“At the very last second,” I said. “Honestly, it’s just an excuse to talk to her.”
“My son doesn’t need an excuse. You’re the most handsome, smartest, and sweetest bachelor in this country. If you want a girl, all you have to do is tell her.”
She was a little biased sometimes. “She’s a little more complicated than that.”
Mom rolled her eyes. “Why do you always like the complicated ones?”
I shrugged. “I wish I knew. Then I would stop.” But I really wanted this girl. I didn’t have a concrete reason, but that made me want her even more. It wasn’t just her beauty or her intelligence. It was so much more than that.
“Why is she sleeping there alone?”
I didn’t talk about my personal life with my mom, and for the most part she didn’t ask. “She didn’t feel comfortable with me being there.”
“Is she a prude or something?” she blurted.
I chuckled. “I don’t think so. But we hardly know each other. We just met a week ago.”
“For most of my girlfriends, a week is too long.”
Now we were getting into dangerous territory. “Anyway…I’ll go back in the morning.”
“Can I meet here?”
Now that would definitely scare her off. “Not this weekend. But maybe some other time.”
Mom got that look on her face, like she wasn’t happy with the way things were turning out. After Francesca, she was deeply protective of me. She stuck her nose in my business and even tried to set me up on dates with the local debutants. “Greg and Laurie’s daughter just moved back here from California. She’s a very sweet girl.”
“I’m sure she is, Mom.” I headed to the stairs so the conversation would end. “But I’ll find the right one on my own. She’s out there—somewhere.”
And I suspected she was right under my nose .
***
“How’d you sleep?” The house was exactly as it was before I left.
“Good. Your bed is very comfortable.”
“Thanks.” I wish I could have been sleeping in it last night—with her. She wore cut-off denim shorts and a white halter-top, looking like a beach babe. She looked great in everything, from evening dresses to pants. She could shave her head and still look amazing. “I’m glad you had a comfortable stay. It was the least I could do since you came all the way out here.”
“It was my pleasure, Kyle.” She retrieved her suitcase and placed it beside the door. “Should we get going?”
I tried dragging this trip out as much as possible. If we spent enough time together maybe she would soften up and agree to dinner. I was one of those guys that loved the chase, but I only loved it for so long. It was clear from the beginning attaining Rose would be difficult, if not impossible. But I wouldn’t stop until I got at least one date out of her. “How about we stop for breakfast on the way? I’m starving.” I had breakfast at my
“Thank you. Good night.”
His eyes were glued to my face, searching my eyes and then my lips. Seconds passed before he finally walked out. When he was gone, I locked the door and set the alarm. His absence comforted me. I was no longer alone in a house with a man I hardly knew.
But his absence also made me feel lonely.
Home
Kyle
Mom just got engaged but she couldn’t care less about her new diamond ring, her fiancée, or her trip to Italy. All she cared about was me. “So…a woman is staying at your place?”
I hadn’t even brought my bag to my old bedroom yet. “Yeah. I’ll be heading back tomorrow.”
“Who is this woman?” Mom was certain I was going to spend the rest of my life with Francesca. She really liked her, even after she left me for Hawke—the first time. But when she left the second time Mom despised her.
“I’m hiring her to design my new beach house.”
“Beach house?” she asked. “When did you decide on that?”
“At the very last second,” I said. “Honestly, it’s just an excuse to talk to her.”
“My son doesn’t need an excuse. You’re the most handsome, smartest, and sweetest bachelor in this country. If you want a girl, all you have to do is tell her.”
She was a little biased sometimes. “She’s a little more complicated than that.”
Mom rolled her eyes. “Why do you always like the complicated ones?”
I shrugged. “I wish I knew. Then I would stop.” But I really wanted this girl. I didn’t have a concrete reason, but that made me want her even more. It wasn’t just her beauty or her intelligence. It was so much more than that.
“Why is she sleeping there alone?”
I didn’t talk about my personal life with my mom, and for the most part she didn’t ask. “She didn’t feel comfortable with me being there.”
“Is she a prude or something?” she blurted.
I chuckled. “I don’t think so. But we hardly know each other. We just met a week ago.”
“For most of my girlfriends, a week is too long.”
Now we were getting into dangerous territory. “Anyway…I’ll go back in the morning.”
“Can I meet here?”
Now that would definitely scare her off. “Not this weekend. But maybe some other time.”
Mom got that look on her face, like she wasn’t happy with the way things were turning out. After Francesca, she was deeply protective of me. She stuck her nose in my business and even tried to set me up on dates with the local debutants. “Greg and Laurie’s daughter just moved back here from California. She’s a very sweet girl.”
“I’m sure she is, Mom.” I headed to the stairs so the conversation would end. “But I’ll find the right one on my own. She’s out there—somewhere.”
And I suspected she was right under my nose .
***
“How’d you sleep?” The house was exactly as it was before I left.
“Good. Your bed is very comfortable.”
“Thanks.” I wish I could have been sleeping in it last night—with her. She wore cut-off denim shorts and a white halter-top, looking like a beach babe. She looked great in everything, from evening dresses to pants. She could shave her head and still look amazing. “I’m glad you had a comfortable stay. It was the least I could do since you came all the way out here.”
“It was my pleasure, Kyle.” She retrieved her suitcase and placed it beside the door. “Should we get going?”
I tried dragging this trip out as much as possible. If we spent enough time together maybe she would soften up and agree to dinner. I was one of those guys that loved the chase, but I only loved it for so long. It was clear from the beginning attaining Rose would be difficult, if not impossible. But I wouldn’t stop until I got at least one date out of her. “How about we stop for breakfast on the way? I’m starving.” I had breakfast at my
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