Coming Home to You by M. K. Stelmack

Author:M. K. Stelmack
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Forever Romance
Published: 2018-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

IT WAS A good thing that Daphne’s email had come in while Mel’s two feet were planted firmly on the ground. Otherwise he might’ve taken a header off the roof and swung from the safety ropes like a monkey.

Cal. The man he’d not seen, had not talked to, had not so much as exchanged a birthday or Christmas card with in thirty-nine years, was here, in his town. Had come to his home and talked to the woman he wanted to marry.

He typed a reply to Daphne. Okay. Thanks. Too short.

I’m glad you didn’t let him in. I will contact him.

Now, as he ate his A&W burger, would be the perfect time to call. Then he could cut off whatever scheme his old man had in mind without having to set eyes on him.

No, he’d eat first. His dad wasn’t going to keep him from getting a decent meal, like his wild spending had when Mel was a kid.

Two bites into his burger, he set it down. On second thought, he’d get the call over with so he could enjoy his meal.

Cal answered before the first ring ended.

“Hello?”

“It’s Mel.”

“Mel! Thanks for calling.”

Mel said nothing. Couldn’t really. He felt as if a piece of his burger was still wadded in his throat.

“I hope you don’t mind that I dropped by your apartment, Mel. I didn’t mean to scare your lady friend.”

He was fishing for information, but to what end? Mel swallowed. “How did you know where I lived?”

“Can you believe it? I’d just come into town and was trying to figure out how to get in touch with you when I spotted your company truck parked out front of the building. The storm hit about then, so I hightailed it over to a hotel. This morning I walked in when someone was going out and they mentioned you lived there.”

His dad always had been a sneaky charmer. “The truck says Greene, not Grant. How did you know it was me?”

Cal didn’t hesitate at Mel’s blunt question, probably expecting no less. “I can explain. How about over dinner?”

“What else do you want?”

“Nothing. I want nothing more.”

“Try again.”

“That’s all. I want to have dinner with you. I’ll pay. We’ll talk. If you want to see more of me after that, I’ll be in town for the next week or so. If not, I’ll move on.”

Move on? That was more Cal’s style. Still... “Why now?”

“It’s been forty years. Why not now?”

“Thirty-nine,” Mel said automatically and wished he hadn’t. It showed he was still counting. That every now and again, Cal Grant entered his thoughts.

“I’d like to have dinner with you. Bring along your lady friend, if you like. I already invited her.”

“What?” Mel hadn’t even laid eyes on Cal, and he was already interfering in the most tender, unformed part of his life.

“I told her I was inviting you out and it seemed rude not to extend the invitation. It was courtesy, is all. She doesn’t have to come.”

“I already have dinner plans with her.

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