Chapter 9

Darrell reached into a cabinet and took out a portable grill. “I’d want at least three. This place has two bedrooms and even though I live by myself I always find I could use another. Family visiting, that sort of thing. I’d like to be able to turn one into an exercise room.”

“You work out?” Travis wasn’t surprised. Beneath the pressed dress shirt Darrell always wore to work lurked muscular arms he itched to caress.

Darrell nodded. “When I have the time. I have a gym membership. I also play a bit of basketball and golf. But if I had my own equipment I could save the membership fees and have access to it more often. I’d like to keep a room open for the occasional overnight guest which is why I’d prefer to have three bedrooms. Plus, someday I’d like to find someone to share the house with me.”

“I’ve got a four bedroom house myself and let me tell you with just me the place gets damn lonely.” Travis sighed. He had a feeling he sounded as pathetic as he felt.