Chapter 10
The drive to Xander’s house took us back toward my own place. When we pulled into the driveway of an older style ranch home, I was impressed. Xander mentioned he owned his home, but I expected a chic bachelor pad, not a home in a neighborhood close to mine.
Xander pulled into the garage and I parked right behind him in the driveway. He climbed from his Jeep and walked back toward me. I met him at the entrance to the garage and he grasped my hand, pulling me inside behind him.
We walked straight into the kitchen. It had an old, rustic sort of feel. The cabinets were clearly original to the house but in excellent shape. The stone counters looked as though they’d been replaced recently. To the right sat a solid wood table in a deep, rich espresso stain with four mismatched chair
