Ryker by Douglas Cheryl

Author:Douglas, Cheryl [Douglas, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Mackenzie

I’d intended to head home after our workout, but Ryker convinced me to come back to his place for a drink after we called to check on the kids and they assured us they were busy studying.

“So, what’ll it be?” he asked, bending over to look in his fridge. “I’ve got wine, beer, milk, water, juice, Coke, and…” His head popped up, and he caught me ogling his butt. “Were you checking out my ass?”

He couldn’t blame me. He’d showered at the gym and put those faded jeans back on. The ones that were worn enough to hug him just right, riding low on his hips when coupled with that heavy leather belt he favored. “Don’t flatter yourself. I was just looking to see what you had in the fridge.” I walked over, pushing him aside. “This, by the way, is just sad,” I said, gesturing to the contents of his fridge. “I don’t see a fruit or vegetable in here. I thought I taught you better than that.”

“That’s not true,” he said, pointing at a bag of apples behind some condiments. “Look, apples.”

I picked them up and looked at him. They appeared to be withered. “I’m not even going to ask how long they’ve been in there,” I said, pulling open the cupboard that housed the garbage can. I tossed them in and shuddered dramatically. “Yuck.”

He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and set his chin on my shoulder. “See, that’s just another reason I need you. I’m a mess on my own.”

It felt good to hear him say he needed me. Aside from the meager contents of his fridge, his house looked clean and tidy, not at all like a bachelor pad. “You must have found a good cleaning lady,” I said, grabbing two bottles of water and passing one to him. At his quizzical expression, I said, “We just burned all those calories. No sense letting all that hard work go to waste.”

“Didn’t Martha tell you she’s been coming by once a week?”

“My Martha?” I asked, stunned.

Martha had been helping me since the boys were babies. She cleaned both the house and cottage and watered our plants when we were out of town. She would even dogsit for our precious Lyla when we were away.

“Yeah.” Ryker led me into the family room. “I take it she didn’t tell you?”

“No.” I sank onto the sofa beside him, immediately cuddling up to him when he put his arm around me. “I can’t believe she didn’t say anything.”

“She probably wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it and didn’t want you to think she was taking sides. You know Martha. She was worried about me when she’d heard I moved out, so when she called to ask if there was anything she could do for me, I asked if she could help out around here once a week. No big deal.”

I was secretly glad Martha had been taking care of Ryker in my absence. I knew how

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