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“How many since Carol?” I asked.
He seemed to be thinking over that answer for a few seconds. “I went out with three women, but only slept with one of them, and it was only once.”
“Are you being serious?”
“Yes. I would not lie to you, Davina.” He put the truck in drive and pulled away. “Because I travel, and I’m overseas a lot, I didn’t want to leave someone behind in case I don’t come back.”
“I guess that makes sense, but didn’t you want to fall in love?”
“Maybe, but I never found the right woman.”
“Don’t you think you’d have to date them more than once or twice to know if they were the right woman?”
He pursed his lips. “I live my life on instinct, Davina. I always have.”
“Your gut has never told you that a woman might be worth your time to get to know?” He glanced at me, but I couldn’t read his expression. “I’m not trying to be mean here; I honestly want to know.”
He inhaled long and slow. “Yeah, once.”
“And did you get to know her?”
His hand squeezed the steering wheel. “Can we shelve this discussion for a little while? I need to figure out where I’m going or if I need to take you home first.”
“I’ll go with you.”
“Okay.” He slipped his phone out of his pocket and pressed a button, then handed it to me. “Go into my text messages and get the address where I’m supposed to meet Margo.”
I did what he asked, and for the next few minutes, I gave him directions into a nice neighborhood. In fact, it was a really nice neighborhood, and I completely forgot about the fact that he hadn’t answered my question.
“That’s it, the house on the corner.” I pointed as he slowed down to turn.
“Wow, that’s a nice house.”
“Yeah, this whole neighborhood is nice.” We pulled up to the curb behind another car, and he cut the engine.
“Thanks for coming with me.” He winked my way and then climbed out.
Trevor shook hands with Margo and then put his hand to my lower back. “This is a friend of mine, Davina Daniels.”
“A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Daniels.” She eyed me up and down carefully and smiled as if she approved of something.
She led us to the front door and knocked. “The homeowner hasn’t officially put it on the market yet. It is supposed to be listed tomorrow, but when a friend of mine mentioned this, I knew it was the right house for you. I had to promise him two tickets to the opera for an early viewing.”
We all chuckled, and Trevor responded. “Well, I’m glad you were able to. This is a great neighborhood.”
“It’s prime real estate.” The door opened, and she introduced herself to the man on the other side. “We appreciate you letting us get in before it’s listed.”
“No problem,” the man said with a kind smile. He was an older man, maybe mid-fifties and in shape with a dark head of hair. “I’m going to be in the back office if you all have any questions. No one else is home, so feel free to look around as much as you want.”
Trevor watched him walk away and then began to scan the entry and the living room off to the side. He was quiet as he moved, and I followed silently behind him. This house was amazing with its brightly polished floors and wide staircase.
“Let’s start upstairs,” Margo suggested, and we followed her up to the second floor. There was a hallway that went both ways, and we went to the right first. There were three bedrooms on that side, all decent-sized bedrooms that would be perfect for children, or a child, a nanny, and a guest room or another office.
There was a very nice-sized bathroom and a large laundry area on that side, and then we crossed back past the stairs and went into the master bedroom. “Holy cow, this is huge!”
Trevor glanced at me and smiled. “It is.” There were four windows in the room, along with a sliding door that led out to a small balcony that faced out back. The backyard was fenced in, and there were young trees that would someday fill the backyard with tons of summer shade.
Trevor disappeared into the bathroom. “Wow.”
