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His smile pops that dimple. I try, and fail, to look away.

While he sits and does something with his phone, I chuck four slices of bread in the toaster and miss twice when I try to push the start button.

“Do you think the police will find anything?” I ask, making small talk to end the loaded silence that feels a lot like sexual tension.

He puts his phone down. “I’m not confident, but I hope so. If you need me to stay again, I will.”

“You’re going to spend your days being my bodyguard now?”

He shrugs. “We do seem to run into each other even when we’re not home, so it’s not like you’d have to put much effort into it. What’s the pay like?”

“Ha. Do you take Monopoly money?”

He frowns. “Are you struggling?”

“Bit of a personal question, isn’t it?”

“So?”

This conversation makes me itch. “I’m fine, but thanks.”

“Will you be all right when Imani and Freya go home for Easter break?”

“Yeah, of course. It’s not the first time I’ve been here alone.”

“I know that, but it’s the first time since the break-ins.”

How does he know that? “Casper, I’ll be fine.”

“I meant to say, we have some loose bricks on our drive. The landlord promised to get it fixed but you know how efficient he is.”

“Yeah, you’ll definitely have moved by the time it’s fixed. What did you need to ask?”

“I’m going to park in your drive. Imani’s car will be gone over Easter, anyway.”

That wasn’t a question.

“Okay, sure.”

I can hardly say no after last night. Besides, I’m not using it, so it makes no difference to me where he parks.

He nods and goes back to looking at his phone.

I keep myself busy by buttering the toast and stirring our coffees. I do it all very slowly to avoid going over to him.

He’s in my kitchen, and it’s throwing me off.

It’s only when I put the plates and cups down on the table that I realise we’re about to eat breakfast together, alone, because my traitor friend is still hiding in her room.

Another first.

CHAPTERTEN

In the week that follows the garden intruder incident, Reggie and I work on the event, and I promise everyone multiple times that I am fine alone.

The police haven’t been in contact, so it was likely nothing—an animal, like I originally thought. It’s made me relax, which I needed because I’m currently three days into the Easter break.

Reggie is on holiday, so I’ve put more time into working on Flora and Frederick’s event. Approximately four million hours, actually. We check in so I can keep him up to date, but he knows he doesn’t have to worry. I’ll handle it like the crazy, organised, obsessive person I am.

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