Not His Type by Cameron Allie

Author:Cameron Allie [Allie, Cameron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781738222827
Publisher: Cameron Allie

Chapter Fourteen

She really didn’t want to go in. Despite her excitement at becoming Gabe’s girlfriend, she’d been dreading this moment since letting the girls talk her into accepting his offer. She knew Gabe’s family was very close and extremely loyal to one another, so she wasn’t expecting a warm welcome.

She’d tried to talk Gabe out of this crazy idea, but he insisted it was too late to back out. He’d already told them she was coming.

Before knocking, Brooke checked her phone, praying for a text from him. She hoped he’d come to his senses and call the whole thing off. Engrossed in staring at the blank screen, she didn’t notice the door open. She glanced up as Chris Fuller stepped over the threshold.

He looked exactly the way she remembered him. The only difference was the smattering of gray mixed in with the dark hair at his temples. Gabe was the spitting image of his father. If he aged half as well, he’d still be a heartthrob at sixty.

He drew up short when he saw her standing on the porch. He’d been in the process of closing the door but then left it open. “Uh, Brooke, right?”

“Yes.” Putting on her best fake smile, she surprised him when she offered her hand. “Mr. Fuller, it’s been a long time.”

“Yes, it has. And please call me Chris.” He shook her hand. “How have you been, Brooke?”

The way he asked that with a touch of concern led her to believe he knew more details about her therapy and other equally private moments of her life than she would have liked. She didn’t doubt that Gabe’s parents had been privy to information about her recovery, things that had been kept hidden from Gabe.

Great.

Their pity would be far worse than their anger.

“I’ve been good. Very busy lately.” Eager to flip the question on him, she asked, “How about yourself?”

“Same. Very busy. More so now that there is a wedding on the way.”

“It’s very exciting,” Brooke said cheerfully.

“It is. Luckily, I get to take a back seat and let my wife do all the work.” Brooke laughed with him about that. “Go on in. They’re expecting you.”

“Great.” She tried, with little success, to pass the word without sarcasm.

Leaving Chris to his smoke, Brooke continued into the house.

Warm color tones created an inviting space at the entrance. To the left of the entrance was a long closet with sliding mirror doors, and to her right was a cushioned bench for guests to sit on while removing their shoes, although no shoes littered the space.

Phone still in hand, she had planned to text Gabe to come get her—no way was she wandering into Amelia’s house alone, but her fingers paused over his contact information. The entrance opened into the living room, where everyone had gathered. They had been in lively conversation, which was cut short by her presence.

The silence was far too telling, so Brooke closed the front door, using it as an opportunity to turn her back on the Fullers.

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