The bell rang again, a double ring this time. Someone clearly wanted her to answer the door. With a grunt Lydia yanked the gloves off and threw them into the sink. She jogged across the open space between kitchen, great room and the foyer, the hardwood floor creaking in spots as her feet made contact with it.
I couldn’t believe it when we got to the resort. I must have gawped at everything in sight. Jeremy kept laughing at me, this little chuckle. Laughing at me. I thought he was doing it out of affection. Because he thought I was cute.
I know now he was just laughing at me.