The Neighborhood Series (The Neighborhoood) by Anders Tarrah

Author:Anders, Tarrah [Anders, Tarrah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Tarrah Anders, LLC
Published: 2020-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixty-Four

My hour is up, and I want to extend my time and stay within Darrel’s arms. Not for any reason other than I fit perfectly in between his limbs, and I feel some sort of calmness with him. Devin and I meshed well, but there was just something about this connection between Darrel and myself that I can’t put my finger on. We stand across from one another on opposite sides of my bed, and I pull my long platinum blonde hair up in a messy bun as he straightens his clothes out and shakes a leg. I try to hide my smile at his adjustment.

“I hope it was good for you,” he says with a slight desperation in his tone.

“It was really nice; I think you may have found yourself a new regular. That is, if you can manage the drive out to Mercy.”

“I can’t promise multiple times a week with my schedule, but if you want to move back and forth between Mrs. Maxwell and I, I think that can be arranged. I wouldn’t want to impose on Devin, though. If you would prefer him as well, I guess you know the scheduling and such.”

I nod my head and begin to walk out of the room.

“I’ll make sure I can make the appropriate arrangements this week.” Why do I sound so clinical.

“Good to hear.” He smiles. And there’s that dimple.

Ah, yes. My attempt to be unaffected just went out the door. I like him. And I think that I like him in a more than just someone-that-I-pay-to-cuddle-me-on-the-regular-in-a-platonic-way type of like.

Oh fuck. Well this can’t be good. I inwardly groan.

Darrel sits down at my tiny kitchen table and puts his shoes on. He grabs his keys that sat on the table and stands. He holds out his hand, and I place mine apprehensively in his.

“Here’s to the start of a wonderful relationship.” He coughs. “I mean business relationship. A wonderful business relationship,” he corrects himself.

I offer him a smile and do what I can to not portray that I was liking that he just said relationship. He moves to the door, hand on the knob, and hesitates.

“Hey Deb?” He turns.

“Yeah?” I say in a light breathy tone.

“It was real nice, you know, meeting ya and all. I hope to see you again.” He smiles and that damn fucking dimple. “Soon.”

“Yeah, same,” I return.

And then he’s gone.

I move slowly to sit down in the seat that he used to put on his shoes, and I begin to fan myself.

“My, that was a pleasant surprise,” I say to the open space of my kitchen.

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