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She had an incredibly elegant neck. He could picture her tilting it to the side and pushing her silky, straight hair out of the way for the press of a man’s mouth. But it wasn’t Jeff’s head he visualized descending toward that warm pocket of flesh. It was his own.
Clenching his teeth, he glanced away. This was getting out of hand. He’d come to find out if she was Jeffrey’s mistress, not to flirt with her himself.
He opened his mouth to speak, but a telephone rang from inside her house, interrupting him.
Mia’s eyes widened. "I better get that," she said and started to turn away, only to stop at the last moment. Her smile was hesitant and demure. "I hope everything works out with the house," she told him, glancing toward the For Sale sign.
He nodded. "Yeah. Thanks."
"It was nice meeting you."
"You too."
He remained standing there, watching her scurry up the steps and through the front door. As she disappeared, he ran a hand through his hair and blew out a breath, uneasy about the lies he’d just fed her.
Thinking it was time to get out of there before he made a complete fool of himself and confessed everything, he turned toward Mandy’s Civic and jogged his way back across the street.
As he climbed into the passenger seat, he gave the breathless command. "Go!"
Amanda shifted the car into drive and hurried down the street.
Glancing one last time over his shoulder, he took in the fading view of 410 South Elm, dolefully aware he’d never see it or its resident again.
"Well?" Mandy asked.
Drew turned in his seat and stared blankly out the front window. "I think I’m in love."
Chapter Two
"Drew!" Amanda swung an arm out and smacked him hard in the shoulder. "How could you?"
Drew winced and rubbed his arm. "What?"
"That woman is involved with my husband and you—"
"Now, that hasn’t been confirmed yet."
"How could you even think about it?"
How could he not?
"Just tell me what happened?" she said, rubbing at the center of her forehead. "Besides you giving her your phone number?"
"I did not give her—" He paused. Oops. "Look. All I did was act like I was interested in buying the house next door. I gave her the business card to let her know I was legit and not some axe murderer stalking her."
"And what did she say to that?"
He shrugged, feeling as he if was betraying some kind of confidence with a woman he didn’t even know. "Mandy, I seriously doubt she’s seeing Jeffrey, okay. She just … she doesn’t seem the type. Mia doesn’t come across as some kind of mistress. She’s too—"
"Mia. Her name’s Mia?"
Sighing, he held up a hand. "She didn’t put off any vibes that would make me think she’d ever mess with a married man. Okay? She was way too shy and reserved. I’d be more inclined to believe Jeffrey has a thing for her but she doesn’t return the sentiment."
"Oh, thanks a lot," his sister groused, pushing a glare his way. "Make my husband look like the bad guy why don’t you?"
Drew cringed, realizing he was doing just that. "Maybe he did send her the flowers," he continued anyway. "Maybe he wants an affair." Who could really blame a guy for growing interested in Mia? "But she doesn’t seem like the type to date a married man."
Amanda ground her teeth and looked like she might strangle him. But after a thoughtful moment, her shoulders slumped. "So, maybe she doesn’t know he’s married," she finally relented, looking depressed to admit. "That doesn’t mean he’s not seeing her."
