Angels Landing by Rochelle Alers

Author:Rochelle Alers [Alers, Rochelle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fiction / African American - Romance, Fiction / Romance - Contemporary
ISBN: 9781455517046
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2012-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

Kara opened the door to find a conservatively dressed young black man standing on the porch. His blue blazer; buttoned-down light blue shirt; red, white, and blue striped tie; gray flannel slacks, and black slip-ons were prep school chic. The only thing missing was a pair of glasses.

Her gaze lingered on his pleasant features. “Yes?”

“I’m looking for a Ms. Kara Newell.”

Nice voice, she thought. “Who’s asking?”

“Porter Caldwell.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know a Porter Caldwell.”

His eyebrows shot up. “You’re Kara Newell?”

She nodded. “Yes, I am. Why are you looking for me?”

Porter gestured to the half-opened door. “Can we go inside and talk?”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not in the habit of inviting strangers into my home. It comes from living in New York,” Kara added quickly. “Would you mind if we sit here on the porch?”

Porter recovered quickly. “Of course not.” He moved over and pulled out a chair, waiting for her to sit before sitting across from her. He stared out at the allée of live oak trees. “What a magnificent view.”

Kara noticed the direction of his gaze. She didn’t think she would ever get used to seeing the century-old trees forming a natural canopy over the road leading up to the house. “It is. Mr. Caldwell, what exactly do you want to talk about?”

Crossing one leg over the opposite knee, Porter stared at the young woman. “Please call me Porter. Mr. Caldwell sounds so formal. I hope you don’t mind if I call you Kara.”

“Not at all.” Kara thought of Porter, as he wanted to be called, as a throwback to men who epitomized the term Southern gentleman. “Before we begin, I’d like to know how you’ve come to know my name and where I live.”

“I’m here on the island looking to purchase property, and someone told me you might be interested in selling.”

A slight frown appeared between her eyes. “Who told you that?”

“I don’t remember. But you do have a magnificent home. It’s obvious it needs some work, and there’s no doubt it will be spectacular after the repairs are completed.”

Kara leaned forward. “Who do you represent, Mr. Caldwell?”

“Excuse me?”

She smiled, the gesture not reaching her eyes. “I do believe you heard me, Mr. Caldwell. I’m asking who sent you to see me.”

He pulled his shoulders back. “No one sent me. I told you I’m looking to purchase property on Cavanaugh Island, and I happen to love old houses.”

Kara stared at the rose-pink polish on her toes, paying him no attention, noticing a chip on the big toe of her right foot. She’d missed her regularly scheduled mani-pedi back in New York. She looked up. “Do you have any idea how much this house is worth?”

Porter gave her a direct stare. “I do.”

“If I threw out a figure, would you be willing to match it?”

He nodded. “Throw it out.”

“Three million. And that doesn’t include the furnishings.” Kara was surprised that his impassive expression did not change when she’d said the first thing that had come to her mind. “Five million with the furnishings.

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