Two Paths One Destiny by Carson Mackenzie

Author:Carson Mackenzie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: short reads, young love, fighter, mma, quick read
Publisher: CM Books LLC
Published: 2020-05-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Olivia

After being upstairs in my room, going over sheet music for an hour, I headed downstairs for a much needed break. As I reached the halfway point on the stairs, the aroma of food hit me, and my stomach growled. Whatever Gina had cooked smelled delicious.

With my mind on the food as I reached the landing, the doorbell startled me. So much so, that I swung the door open without a second thought to who could be on the other side. Then I stood frozen to my spot and struggled to gain my speech because of the man on the stoop in the process of pulling a shirt over his head.

It didn’t take him long to get the sleeveless t-shirt pulled down, but I’d gotten a fair glimpse of him. Enough to notice that he was in shape. Excellent shape. His chest was toned with some hair, and his arms were muscled. He had a six-pack that led to a tapered waist and a trail of brown hair that ran down and into the waistband of the pair of black gym shorts he wore.

When he spoke, I had to look up to view his face. Even with a cut above one eye and what looked like a bruise on his cheek, he was good looking. Beautiful in fact, but I didn’t think he’d appreciate that sentiment if I spoke it out loud. Not that I gained the ability to speak. His hair was brown and cut short on the sides with the top layer pulled back in a small ponytail. The hair on his face was the same shade of brown and it was short and neat.

The man was the full package, but his eyes were what mesmerized me the most. They were a rich dark brown and they had a warmness to them.

He was staring at me with his eyebrow cocked and I realized he must have spoken again. I shook my head and tried to recall what he said. Something about picking up his mom.

“Oh, yes. You must be Gina’s son.” I remembered Gina had mentioned her car hadn’t started that morning and her son would be picking her up. Dad and I both had offered to take her home whenever she was finished that evening, but she had declined.

When Dad had hired Gina, and she first came to work for us, I’d been fifteen and called her Mrs. Moretti. After she’d been with us a year, she insisted we call her Gina because she considered us as her second family. Which I guessed wasn’t far off since she spent Monday through Friday from seven in the morning to six in the evening at our house. She might have been hired as a housekeeper, but she quickly became a godsend for my dad and me. We both were struggling with the loss of my mom and hadn’t realized how much until Gina had stepped into our lives. She hadn’t walked in and tried to take over the place.

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