"This is where I grew up," he said softly.

"Your mother's house?" Now the decor made sense.

"Now mine and my brother's. We share the place."

"You both live here?"

"Yes, but he has a date tonight and won't be home until late. Come on into the kitchen and I'll grab the chicken for the grill. I have potatoes in the oven and a salad made."

"Your domestic side."

"The easiest thing I could think of to make. I can grill, but kitchen duty is not my ...