Chadwick's Rare Find (An Intriguing Romance Novel) by Heidi Sexton Read Free Book Online Page B

better of her.  She couldn’t squelch the desire to see him again. 
    Brittany had lain in bed last night staring at the ceiling and dreaming about Chadwick’s body as he lay passed out in the car.  He really was a specimen.  His jeans had fit him in all the right places.  The jeans did not hide his lean hips and thickly muscled thighs and legs.  He had a walk on him too.  He walked like a football player.  Confidence and strength exuded from him.      
    But where was he now?  Had she read too much into his interest?  Had she been presumptuous in thinking he wanted to see her again?  
    “Ah, there you are.” This came from Chadwick’s female look-alike. Brittany put one long leg in front of the other stepping closer to the kitchen table. 
    Adanna’s home was rather lovely.  There was a fireplace inside the breakfast room, which made the huge space seem smaller and cozier.  The kitchen was really massive with an island, containing a huge stainless steel sink with running water.  There were rows and rows of cherry wood cabinets. The counter space was green marble.  Floral arrangements, candles, and strategic nicknacks brought the two open spaces together and made for a very warm and people-friendly environment. 
    “I’ve met everyone but you and your father.”  Brittany said with a huge smile. 
    “Wow, you don’t disappointment, now do you?” was all Vana said.  
    Instead of making Brittany uncomfortable, for some reason this off-color remark made her laugh. 
    “I don’t know what you mean, but I guess I should be happy, if I don’t disappoint.”
     “I guess you know you’re beautiful. I am sure you hear it all the time.”  Vana shot back.  She was testing Brittany.  Vana wanted to know if Brittany was as unaffected as she seemed.  Brittany had an air of selflessness that most people with her looks didn’t possess.  Vana was looking for a hole in this surface. 
    “You are not half bad yourself.  So, if I were judging you based on outward appearances, I could easily say that you don’t disappoint either.  But since I don’t judge solely by appearances, I’ll reserve my opinion of you until I find out more about what comes along with those looks.”  Brittany raised one eyebrow and waited for Vana’s comeback.  There was none. 
    Brittany had thrown down the gauntlet.  It was obvious she and Vana were not going to fall into each other’s arms like long-lost sisters.  For some reason Vana was on the defense.  Brittany suspected Vana and Chadwick were close.  Vana was being protective and possessive.  Brittany only had sisters so she could empathize fully with Vana’s feelings.  
    “I’m Vana,” was all she said as she set back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest.  She looked under eyed at Brittany, who was still standing.  
    “It’s nice to meet you, Vana.” Brittany lied. “I suppose you already know my name is Brittany Bradfield. I am rambling around wondering where my client is.  I would like to get this massage started on time.” Brittany reached for the pendant watch dangling from the silver chain around her neck and glanced at the time, before sweeping all three women with an inpatient look. 
    Mrs. Jordan rose from the table.  She and Adanna had been quietly watching the byplay between Vana and Brittany and they conceded with grins that it was not a stalemate.  Brittany had outwitted Vana in this conversation.  
    “I will bring him to the library, Brittany.  We will meet you there.”  Mara walked out of the kitchen rubbing her hands together.  It had been too long since she had had any real excitement in her life.   She was glad the humdrum of it all seemed to be ending for a spell anyway.  Brittany was a firecracker.  She had stood Vana down like a pro.  That hardly ever happened.  Now en route to get her husband, Mara rubbed her hands together again in anticipation.  
    Before following Mrs. Jordan out of the room,