Who You Least Expect by Lydia Rowan

Author:Lydia Rowan [Rowan, Lydia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary Interracial Romance
Publisher: Lydia Rowan
Published: 2015-05-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Cody was nervous.

There was no reason to be, he knew. Things were going great, better than he’d ever hoped. That connection between him and Blakely only seemed to deepen with time, and he felt an ease with her that he’d come to appreciate and look forward to. And the sex was off-the-charts fantastic. As he’d suspected, her neat and orderly exterior in no way reflected the passionate woman within. She was incredible.

She was also still somewhat of a mystery to him. They’d talked, shared personal, intimate things, but Cody sensed resistance, could tell that she held some part of herself away from him. And he’d still never been inside her house. He loved having her in his place; when she was over, she gave his home life noise, something he’d missed since he’d left his sisters. But without fail, she always came up with a reason that he couldn’t come to hers. He’d teased and coaxed, but every time she’d been on the verge, she pulled back.

Which was why he found himself headed there this morning. He wasn’t going to ambush her, well, not exactly. He just hoped that if he came over, she’d invite him in, see that whatever the hang-up was didn’t matter, and they’d end up laughing it all off. That was his wish, anyway, though if the nerves that sizzled across him were any indication, things might go a little less smoothly than he’d anticipated.

He rounded the corner and strode up her porch and rapped on the door before he lost his nerve. Faster than he would have thought, he heard someone unlatch the door, and Blake’s face, beautiful as always, appeared in the small crack that was created when she opened it. He smiled as he gazed at her, though the expression dropped when he saw the surprise and shadowed tension in her eyes. She covered it quickly and smiled at him.

“Cody, good morning!” she said, though she made no move to step back or invite him in.

“Good morning, Ms. Bishop. I found myself in the neighborhood, thought I’d drop by.”

“Great to see you,” she said and while her eyes reflected her pleasure, she still didn’t invite him in.

Inviting himself in felt wrong somehow, so he held his tongue and didn’t speak, leaving the ball entirely in her court, and after a few tense moments, she finally spoke.

“I was just going to have a drink on the porch. Care to join me?”

“I’d love to,” he said.

She turned her lips up. “Why don’t you have a seat? I’ll be right out,” she said.

He nodded, and she closed the door.

Cody stared at the portal and listened to her receding footsteps and then sat on the wood swing and waited, anticipation of spending time with her somewhat mitigating the strangeness of their interaction. He rocked on the swing and looked at the tranquil street, feeling peace and contentment seep into him. There were no planes, no helicopters, no shooting, no voices. Just a quiet street on a quiet day in a quiet town.

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