Waiting nervously for her friend to answer, Veronica paced around her front room."Hey," Nellie was sounding more and more cheerful these days.She and Rick were speaking more now. Though she still hadn't decided what she was going to do about the marriage, she wasn't nearly as depressed as she'd been when it first happened.After asking her about how she'd been doing and Nellie filling her in on her latest conversation with Rick, which didn't offer anything new, she got to her real reason for calling. She'd already told her about the awkward way she found out how much younger Noah was. Nellie didn't seem to agree with Veronica about how inappropriate it would be to do anything social with him out of the gym."Veronica, you act like you've never had lunch or gone to a movie with a male friend," had been Nellie's response to Veronica's mortification over having invited an almost twenty-year-old to have a drink with her.Ever since then, Nellie had assured and reassured Veronica tha
NoahThere was something about Veronica tonight. Noah couldn't put a finger on it, but she was acting a little differently. After all this time training her, they'd finally found a happy medium. The first few days after his age revelation had been a little weird, but they'd gotten past it.He still couldn't get over how good she sounded on the phone. He'd been struck by her voice from day one, but hearing her over the phone had been something else. When she walked in tonight, his heart had taken on a different beat. It was crazy. It had only been two days since he'd last seen her, but he actually thought he might've missed her. If he hadn't been so busy moving all his soggy shit out of that garage and trying to patch the roof up in the pouring rain, maybe he would've noticed more.She was a little too thoughtful tonight. A few times, he had to ask her the same thing twice because she'd been so preoccupied.Done with her run on the treadmill, she stood off to the side, draining her
Scanning the pictures on the walls and on the shelves in the front room, Noah saw nothing that indicated she was in any type of relationship. There were a ton of photos. Lots of baby pictures and black-and-white stills of what appeared to be older family members adorned the walls and tops of furnishings."You can choose which of the two rooms you want. They're both fully furnished with full-size beds, so it's really just a matter of which you prefer."He continued to follow her through a dining room with a china cabinet that again overflowed with not just old dishes but more pictures and doilies, reminding him of one of his first foster homes with one of the sweetest foster parents he'd ever had—an older woman who'd died just a few days before his seventh birthday."Either is fine. I sure as hell am not gonna be picky."Veronica closed one of the doors in the small hallway they walked through. "This is my room." She glanced back at him, looking a little embarrassed. "I didn't get a
VeronicaThe sound of hammering from the kitchen woke Veronica the next morning. Groggily, she glanced at the clock on her nightstand and saw it was only a little after seven. She rose from her bed and grabbed the robe she'd thrown on the chair near the door. She flung it on, slipped into her slippers, and opened her bedroom door.The intoxicating aroma of brewing coffee immediately infiltrated her nose, and she took an even deeper breath, enjoying it. The hammering stopped as she turned the corner and saw Noah on his knees next to the window in the breakfast nook. He wore a playful expression. "Morning, Roni."Veronica wasn't sure what to think. Obviously, he'd gone through some of her things if he knew her mother's pet name for her. Thankfully, before she could accuse him of anything, he pointed to a picture on the wall. "Took me a minute to figure out that was you in that graduation picture since it said 'Roni Cruz's graduation.' Then I remembered your friend calling you 'Roni' y
NoahAfter the little mishap in the kitchen that morning, Noah decided he'd be more careful about the things he said and did around Veronica. Obviously, she had her reservations still. The last thing he wanted was to weird her out again and have her change her mind about their arrangement.Truth was her long soft curls had taken him by surprise. Normally, she wore her hair up in a ponytail, and he'd never noticed the curls like he did this morning. Then when he was close enough to take in the scent of her hair, he'd greedily leaned in to get an even closer smell when she turned around. To his enormous relief, he was pretty sure she hadn't caught him sniffing her.The ride to Abel's was somewhat quiet, but he managed to make some small talk, mostly about the weather then a little about Abel's truck. He was now anxious to get her back into the gym where he knew she'd be in her comfort zone again. More than that, he was anxious to know why a woman her age was still alone. She'd been ov
After packing all his stuff up onto the back of the truck, Noah walked around it. "Are we all gonna fit in your truck?" "Hector's not," Abel said, walking to the cab of the truck."Hey! Why me?" Hector stalked around the truck toward Abel. "I helped too. I wanna check out Noah's new place!""Then jump in the back if you wanna be nosey." Abel opened the driver's side door. "'Cause you don't fit in the front."Hector thought about it for a moment then grudgingly jumped in the back. Great. Noah was hoping he'd pass on the possible soaking he'd be getting if the clouds burst as they seemed to be threatening to any minute now. None of his friends were known for being reserved or shy around women, but Hector, being the youngest and especially immature, was known to be the loudest. The last thing he wanted was for him to say anything that would make Veronica any more uneasy about their arrangement than he suspected she already was.Fortunately for Hector, the clouds had mercy on him. Th
VeronicaNellie insisted Veronica was being silly. "So he's a little younger than you, Roni. He's just gonna be your roommate for a few weeks. You're not marrying the guy. What if he was sixty? Would you be feeling weird then?"Veronica peeked out her kitchen window at the group of boys chatting in her garage. At first glance, they'd all looked so damn young when she dropped him off today. Taking a better look at them now, with Noah's big muscular arm stretched out up against the wall, he hardly looked like a boy. His biggest friend was a man in every sense of the word. Even the youngest one was big. Maybe that's what was beginning to bother her. Why hadn't she thought this through further before making such a big decision? This man was moving in with her now. And he'd be sleeping in the bedroom just across from hers.The worst part was he wasn't just any man. He was her sexy trainer, the one she'd fantasized far too many times about already. Most importantly—body of a man or not—th
NoahJust a couple of weeks after moving in with Roni, Noah thought her place was really beginning to feel like home. This was a new feeling for Noah since he'd never really felt like he was home anywhere, even when he lived with the Fuentes. Though that had been his longest stay of all the foster homes he'd lived in, he always knew it was just a matter of time before he had to leave.Even now with Roni, he knew he shouldn't be feeling this way. This would eventually come to an end too. The agreement was he'd stay there until he was able to fix the roof on the Fuentes' garage. But the long cold season was just getting started. He still had months to look forward to living with her, so he wouldn't even worry about it until then.Noah walked in the back door. His hands were a grimy mess. He'd been working on Roni's car for most of the morning. Roni was on her phone in the front room."I know it's your family, Nellie, but it'll feel weird without you there. I'm telling you I'll be fin