Chapter Seventeen
Henry’s home was two levels, with a sloped circular drive bordered by hedges and trees and loads of privacy, judging by the size of the property. His black Mercedes was parked in front of a closed garage attached to the house, which was anything but ordinary. She pressed the doorbell, and the door opened to reveal a warmly smiling and well-dressed Henry, sporting black tailored pants and a short-sleeved dressy shirt that added something to him she’d never seen before.
“You found it okay?” He stepped back as she strode in, feeling a little overdressed. “Oh man, wow, you look fantastic.” He actually gestured to her before resting his hand on her lower back, leaning in, and kissing her. It wasn’t lingering, but it promised more to come.
“Yeah, it was… Your directions were
