Chapter 16
Peyton
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DOM CALLED ME at four-thirty in the afternoon to say he was on his way. After hanging up, I changed out of my white pants and into a pair of jeans, excited that he was going to give me a ride on his motorcycle. I heard him pull onto my driveway twenty minutes later, and met him outside.
“Nice place,” he said after shutting down the engine.
“Thanks.” I glanced back at it. Other than I’d lived there most of my life, I knew there really wasn’t anything spectacular about it. In fact, the white siding needed to be replaced, as did some of the windows. The roof was also in rough shape. Fortunately, it was paid for and I’d been able to tuck some money away for repairs. I just needed to find someone. “It was my parents’ house. I inherited it when they passed away.”
