Kate Perry's Laurel Heights Novels: Books 1-3 by Kate Perry

Author:Kate Perry [Perry, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Retail, Romance
Amazon: B00MBWRQEI
Barnesnoble: B00MBWRQEI
Publisher: Kate Perry
Published: 2014-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Treat arrived at his mom’s house half an hour before he knew she’d leave for Crumpet. As he walked to the front door, he frowned up at the three-story Edwardian. His dad had been an architect and specialized in restoring old homes. This house had been his business card, remodeled so it was modern but retaining its old charm and character.

When Treat was a kid, the house had been a gathering place for his friends because of the rumpus room that took up the entire top floor. His mom and dad used to entertain all the time too. He remembered the house being filled with people and laughter, the tinkling of glasses, and music—his dad loved music.

He didn’t think Margaret had had anyone over other than him in the past eight years. Even then, she didn’t invite him over unless there was a practical reason. He both understood and didn’t understand why she didn’t sell the house and move someplace smaller. Someplace that wasn’t devoid of life and full of ghosts.

He worried about his mom, more so after what Eve told him last night when he picked her up. It didn’t help that he planned on getting closer to Eve—and soon. To have his mother in a feud with the woman he was seeing posed problems, to put it mildly.

He rang the doorbell and waited.

The door swung open, and his mom frowned at him. “Treat?”

“Hi, Mom.” He frowned back at her as he kissed her cheek. “You look different.”

Her cheeks flushed. “You caught me getting ready for work.”

He shook his head. She looked softer somehow—he just wasn’t sure how. “Have you done something with your hair?”

“I told you I’m getting dressed.” She stepped aside to let him in, closing the door behind him. “Did you tell me you were coming here?”

“No.” He remembered why he was there. “I have something I want to discuss.”

“Come into the kitchen then.” She led the way. “Coffee?”

“No thanks.” He planned on stopping by Eve’s. Frankly, since he’d started going there, no other coffee tasted as good. She’d ruined him. Remembering the way she’d kissed him last night, he was pretty sure coffee wasn’t the only thing she’d ruined him for.

His mom poured herself a cup of coffee and picked up the shaker.

“That’s salt,” he said.

“Yes. Thank you.” Frowning, she set it down and reached for the sugar bowl.

“Don’t you drink your coffee black?”

She shot him a look he couldn’t interpret as she set the sugar aside. “Sometimes you need something different.”

“Since when?”

“Since now.” She took a sip of coffee, her gaze never leaving his, as if challenging him.

“Are you okay, Mom?”

“I’m fine,” she snapped. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I’m just concerned,” he said in a careful tone. “You’ve been acting unlike yourself.”

“And how would you know when you never visit?” she asked coldly.

He shook his head. “I’m not going to let you make this about me. This is about you and how you’ve been.”

“How have I been?” she asked sharply, setting her mug down with a loud clack.

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