Detoured by Love by David Horne

Author:David Horne [Horne, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The nerves were beginning to set in. Brett and Jerry had arrived at the big farm over the way, and they’d been standing on the top step outside the farmhouse for what seemed like forever. Brett reached out and rang the doorbell again. Nothing happened. No one came to the door. He glanced down. Brett was still tightly clutching the advertisement from the shop window in his right hand. Suddenly, Brett wasn’t so sure this was a good idea.

Looking after animals weren’t the part that worried me. Not by a long shot.

“Maybe no-one’s in,” Jerry murmured, more to himself than anyone else.

“I think that’s pretty obvious, Dad,” Brett mumbled.

“Did you say something, son?” Jerry asked.

Brett opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the sound of an engine behind him. He turned around to see a sleek, black car pulling into the driveway, crunching the gravel beneath its tires. Brett’s pulse quickened.

Meeting new people was what made him nervous. Ever since the accident, Brett had lost his people skills. Not that he’d had that many before it. But since it, talking to new people had been almost impossible.

Brett gulped and stood stock still. His mouth was dry, his palms were sweaty. His heart was pounding. The door opened, and two men got out of the car. Brett recognized the first man on the right—the sandy-haired, sharply-dressed Joss Kenla, a paralegal who worked at Brett’s Dad’s firm. Joss gave Brett a curt nod as they locked eyes, and then addressed his Father.

“Kenla!” Jerry said, the surprise in his voice evident. “What are you doing here?”

Joss Kenla didn’t seem at all taken aback by Jerry’s belligerence. “Bringing in a client, boss.”

Jerry looked surprised again. “Oh. He’s signing up with the firm?”

Joss grinned and winked. “We’re taking care of the paper-work later today. What are you doing here?”

“This is my son,” Jerry said. “Brett, say hello.”

Brett froze and said nothing. His eyes moved from Joss to the second man, who’d just gotten out of the car and shut the door. This man was older in age, somewhere between Brett’s age and Jerry’s. He had a thick mop of dark hair, light stubble on his chin and dressed like he didn’t care what anyone thought.

A fluorescent Hawaiian t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. He was absolutely gorgeous. Brett had always thought that love at first sight, was mushy rubbish, but attraction at first sight definitely was not. Brett was suddenly aware that he had no idea what to do with his hands. He flapped them about for half a second aimlessly before he stuck his thumbs into the belt loops on his jeans. Everyone had their eyes on Brett. He hated it. This was exactly what he didn’t want, to be the center of attention. He had to do something, say something, say anything. But the man got there first.

“Hello,” he said, sounding slightly breathless.

Brett’s Dad cut in. “Hey there,” he said kindly. “I’m Brett’s Father. You must be…?”

“Lewis Taylor,” Lewis said, a little too quickly for his own liking.

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