Hayley stood on the front step of a nice ranch style home surrounded by a chain link fence. She’d parked beside Warren’s pick up and let herself in the unlocked gate, a bag of food from Angie’s Diner in one hand. She hit the doorbell and waited. It seemed to be taking Warren a long-time answer, but after a couple minutes the door opened revealing him standing there, wearing only a pair of baggy sweat pants, blinking and rubbing his eyes.
“Come on in.” He stepped back.
She walked inside, Jake sniffing at her leg. “Hey, Jake, how are you?”
“Sorry. I fell asleep.”
“You must be really tired. I’m sorry I woke you.”
“I’m not.” Warren closed the door and his stomach rumbled. “Whatever you’ve got there smells amazing.”
“I wasn’t sure what to get so I guessed.” She leaned in, braced herself w
