Ramsey Rules by Jo Goodman

Author:Jo Goodman [Goodman, Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Joanne Dobrzanski
Published: 2020-09-11T18:30:00+00:00

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Ramsey had just settled comfortably into one corner of her plump sofa, Kindle in hand, when she heard someone crossing the front porch. Whoever it was ignored the doorbell and knocked instead. Sometimes FedEx or UPS did that when dropping off a package, but she wasn’t expecting a delivery. Friends didn’t simply show up at her door without a preliminary call or text, or better yet, an invitation.

She set the Kindle on the arm of the sofa and unfolded her legs. She was pushing off the couch when the knock came again. It seemed insistent to her and that made her wary. Ramsey did not go to the door straightaway. She went to front window, drew back the curtain a few inches, and looked out at an angle to identify her visitor. The porch light clearly illuminated Sullivan Day’s profile as he stood there staring at the door, waiting for her to answer it. He looked impatient, shifting his weight from foot to foot, sometimes rising on the balls of his feet. When he raised a fist to rap on her door again, she tapped on the window and called to him.

“Coming!” She figured he heard her because he didn’t knock. She turned off the alarm, unlocked the door, but only opened it enough for her to stand in the gap. “Did I forget something?” she asked. “Am I supposed to be expecting you?”

“Not the greeting I was hoping for,” he said, jamming his hands in his pockets.

“I don’t like surprises.”

“All surprises? Or only unexpected visitors?” When she said nothing, he asked, “Are you going to invite me in? It’s chilly out here.”

Ramsey didn’t move immediately, making it clear that she was going through a list of pros and cons before she answered. Finally, she stepped back and opened the door wider. “Shoes,” she said, pointing to where her boots and a pair of sneakers were lying on a rug inside the door. He was out of uniform so she was certain he was wearing a pair of designer socks. She wasn’t disappointed. At first, she thought the pattern was primary color polka dots, but on closer inspection she saw the dots were really balloons.

Sullivan followed her eyes to his feet. He wiggled his toes. “Christmas gift from Aunt Kay. Not what I would have chosen myself but I appreciate the effort she made.”

Ramsey wondered if Kay had stolen them and then immediately felt petty for entertaining the thought. “Nice,” she said, taking his coat and hanging it on the coat tree. “Please, have a seat. Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Beer? Water?”

Sullivan rubbed his hands together, warming them. “Coffee.”

“How about hot cider?”

“Even better.”

“Give me a couple of minutes.” She left him to get comfortable in the living room while she disappeared into the kitchen. When she returned, he was sitting in the leather armchair with his feet up on an ottoman. He was holding her Kindle, swiping the screen with his index finger to peruse her library.

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