Chapter 11

Jay had to knock four times before he finally heard movement inside, and he chewed his lip wondering if he’d awakened Drake. He hadn’t meant to do that. It was almost ten, he thought for sure Drake would be awake by now.

The door opened, but it wasn’t Drake. A tall, ridiculously gorgeous, dark-haired guy stood just inside the door. He looked like a movie star with his piercing blue eyes and the dimple next to his mouth. He wore only a bathroom robe and his dark hair appeared damp.

“Can I help you?”

“I-I was looking for Drake. I’m his neighbor.”

The guy nodded and held the door wide open. “Come in.”

Jay stepped inside and looked around for Drake. “Is he here?”

“He went to get some breakfast. I’m sure he’ll be back any moment. Who are you?”

“Jay, his next door neighbor.”

“Oh.” The guy smiled. “So you’re the one.”

“The one?” Jay asked cautiously.

“Uh-huh. Drake’s mentioned you.”

“And you are?”

“Ross.” He glanced at what Jay held in his hands. “What’s that?”