Page 57 of Jerk Neighbor


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“Would you believe it was a compliment?”

“From you? Actually, I might.”

Her mind raced to find a less-risky course of action. If this man put his hands on her again, she didn‘t trust herself to be sensible.

“Fine, five minutes, that’s it. And only because I’m curious about your place.”

“An hour. May I….” He touched a button of her coat.

Since she was sweltering, she let him help her out of it. He draped it over his arm and she waited for his commentary on her damp, clinging dress. But after one swift survey, and a subtly indrawn breath, he only turned to unlock his door.

“Five minutes,” she countered.

“Forty-five.”

“Five minutes, tour of the condo, hands to yourself. Take it or leave it, buster.”

Bastian’s answer was to usher her swiftly inside.

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