Mr. January by Ann Roth

Author:Ann Roth
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Publisher: Ann Roth
Published: 2015-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

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Friday morning, Adam whistled as he took the porch steps two at a time to Sam’s front door. He’d missed not seeing her the day before, plus he wanted to tell her about his lawyer buddy.

Seconds after he rang the doorbell, she answered.

“Hey,” he said, wiping his feet.

She barely widened the door enough to stick her head out. “I don’t think you should come in.”

The frown tugging at the corners of her mouth puzzled Adam. He squinted at her. “Are you sick?”

“It’s worse than that.” She stepped outside and ran her hand through her hair. After a cautious glance up and down the street, she lowered her voice. “Everyone in town knows you’ve been coming over while William is at kindergarten.”

He scoffed. “I doubt that.”

“The women in my kitting class found out, and guess how? Betty had a hair appointment with Carol Sue.”

Familiar with the hairdresser and her motor mouth, Adam grimaced.

“It’s only a matter of time before William finds out,” Sam said.

He swore. “Your neighbor should keep her nose out of our business. Now, can we go inside?”

“No, and I don’t want you to come over anymore.”

“At all?”

“That’s right. Why give Betty or anyone else more to gossip about?”

Feeling Gobsmacked, Adam shook his head. He enjoyed being with Sam, talking to her and eating her baked goods. Best of all, he liked the sweet sounds she made when he touched her. When he took her sky-high and she let go. They hadn’t had sex yet, but they were getting closer.

He definitely did not want to stop coming around.

He stamped his feet, his boots making a loud thud against the porch’s wood planks. “We need to talk, and it’s too cold to stand out here. If you won’t let me in, let’s go someplace and get a coffee.”

“So that more people see us together? No.”

Okay, then. “You want to sit in my car?”

Sam shook her head and gave a resigned sigh. “You may as well come in.”

After shooting a wary look around for signs of nosey Betty, he entered the house. As always, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the doorknob. He didn’t smell fresh coffee or warming treats. To his disappointment, instead of heading for the kitchen, Sam went straight to the living room.

Adam plunked onto the couch, where he and Sam had fooled around on his last visit. She chose an armchair.

“C’mon, Sam, I promise not to bite.” He patted the cushion beside him.

“All right, but no kissing or touching.” She tucked herself into the corner, as far away from him as possible.

Well, hell. “Even if Betty strolls past the house, she can’t see in here…unless she sneaks into the backyard and the looks through the window.”

He thought Sam might crack a smile. She didn’t.

“She’s too busy to bother today,” she said. “She’s out shopping for presents for her grandchildren for an upcoming trip. At least that’s what she said when I called her last night.”

“Did you tell her to butt out of our business?”

“I explained about William.

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