1105 Yakima Street Read Free

I’m sharing belongs to a friend of mine. I have a room, but there’s a third bedroom available. Unfortunately, Bob’s deployed right now, so it would just be the two of us. If you’re uncomfortable with that, I understand.”
    She exhaled, feeling torn. His idea did seem like agood solution, but she could only imagine how Bruce would react if he discovered the truth. For obvious reasons, the two men weren’t on the best of terms.
    “It might help you decide if I tell you I’m seeing someone.”
    Actually, that did help. “Is it serious?” Rachel asked.
    Nate shrugged. “Serious enough. I’m out with Emily three or four nights a week. You’d have the house to yourself most of the time.”
    “What kind of rent does Bob charge?”
    Nate mentioned an amount that was more than reasonable, then added, “You wouldn’t be expected to cook or clean or anything else if that’s what you’re thinking.”
    “Oh.” She nibbled her lower lip as she considered his suggestion. He’d given her an option she hadn’t expected.
    “Before you answer, why don’t you come over and check out the place.”
    Still, she hesitated.
    “You want to get away for a while, don’t you?”
    She did, and Nate knew that.
    “Someplace where Bruce and his daughter would never think of looking?”
    She nodded slowly.
    “Don’t worry about me,” Nate told her once again. “I loved you, Rachel, I really did, but I’ve moved on. However, I care about you, which is why I brought up this arrangement. If you’re concerned about what might result from the two of us being in the same house, then let me assure you right now, nothing’s going to happen.”
    “Okay,” she whispered. “I’ll go see the place.”
    “Good.” He left money to pay for their drinks, then slid out of the booth.
    Rachel stood and immediately felt dizzy. She would have stumbled if Nate hadn’t grabbed her elbow.
    “When’s the last time you ate?”
    She closed her eyes and tried to remember. “A while ago. I’m fine.”
    “No, you aren’t. Listen, no arguments. Once you’ve toured the house, I’m fixing you something to eat.”
    “You cook?”
    “I’m surprised you don’t remember that I’m a man of many talents.”
    His smile was just the salve she needed, his friendship the mainstay that would see her through this upheaval in her life.
    She followed Nate to the Bremerton address he gave her. The house was in a nearby neighborhood, convenient to the navy base. The two-story structure, built after the Second World War, had a large front porch and shuttered windows. It was meant for a family.
    Unexpected emotion swelled up inside Rachel as she looked at the house. Her mother had been a single parent and her aunt had never married. All her life Rachel had yearned to be part of a family. When she married Bruce, she’d felt as if she finally belonged. She had a husband and a stepdaughter and they were bonded together by love. It didn’t take long for that dream to shatter and now, once more, she was on the outside…?. The baby stirred, and she pressed her palm against her stomach, hoping her child would one day know the love of a father, a mother and a big sister.
    “Would you like to come in?” Nate asked, again clasping her elbow as though he feared she might crumple onto the pavement.
    Without answering, she accompanied him up the walkway to the steps.
    “I do my best to keep the place neat, but you have toremember I’m a guy and housekeeping is low on my priority list.”
    “I’ll remember,” she said, managing a glimmer of a smile.
    The house wasn’t in bad shape. A few newspapers and magazines were scattered about but the sink was empty of dirty dishes and the living room free of clutter. The furniture, large and dark, wasn’t anything she would’ve purchased, but it would suffice.
    “Let me show you the extra bedroom,” Nate said, steering her down the long hallway. He chuckled.
    “What?” she asked, curious about what he found so