Manhunt by Tyler Anne Snell

Author:Tyler Anne Snell
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Braydon lived in a small, traditional two-bedroom, one-bathroom house in the middle of Gothic Street. Though the name inspired dark images, most of the houses sported a variation of tan, beige, yellow and orange siding. His was a rich cream color with a blue front door and a large wooden front porch. That front space had sealed the deal the moment he saw the house.

The house at 2416 Gothic Street was the first and only property Braydon had ever purchased alone. It might not have been the biggest house but it had hardwoods throughout, nice butcher-block counters, and a backyard that was big enough for a Great Dane. He was proud to call it home, and he couldn’t deny it felt good to see it. Inside he pictured his king-size bed that barely fit the room, the tall shower that he no doubt needed after such a humid day and the refrigerator that was full of food. He sighed. The last time he had been grocery shopping was the week before; aside from a bag of chips and canned vegetables, the food selection was slim.

“This is nice,” Sophia said as the truck came to a stop in the driveway. “I like the porch.” Braydon smiled a genuine smile.

When they got inside he gave her the grand tour, which wasn’t much. The front door started a hallway that led to the back door and screened-in porch, splitting the living room to the right and the kitchen to the left. Behind the kitchen was the bedroom that stood opposite the bathroom and guest room that doubled as his office. She was politely interested as he pointed out each room and once she even complimented his taste. He knew it was her reaching for a generic compliment—his decor was wood on wood on wood with two leather couches thrown in. He was what some people would refer to as “married to the job.” When he had time off, he had higher priorities than decorating.

“Make yourself at home,” he said, walking to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator to confirm its near emptiness. Sophia peeked around his side.

“Looks like you don’t cook much,” she said. “I guess you go out a lot?” It sounded like an innocent question but Braydon had a feeling it was pointed. Sophia wasn’t meeting his gaze. He realized with a smile that, while he knew she was romantically unattached, the subject of his dating life hadn’t been discussed in detail. All she knew was that he wasn’t married.

“I admit, I’m a big fan of takeout.” He shut the door. “Looks like it’s time to order some now.”

“Hold that thought.” Sophia walked to the open pantry and picked up the bread. She checked the expiration date, nodded when it was okay and went back to the refrigerator, taking out the lone pack of cheese. When she made sure it was good to eat, too, she held up both in victory. “How do you feel about grilled cheese sandwiches?”

“Marry me,” he said, taking the hand that held the cheese.

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