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Ugh . . .
“I see.”
“And then in the white house on the other side of you is Bennet Stark.”
“What’s he like?”
“He’s some IT whizzbang, develops apps or something.” She shrugs. “It’s all well over my head, but he’s the bee’s knees at what he does apparently. He’s single too. Actually, I think he’s got a girlfriend now. There’s a strange car there at night sometimes.”
“Oh, I see.” I look around the small cul-de-sac. There seems to be a lot of men who live here. Chloe is going to be so jealous when she finds out that Blake Grayson is one of them.
“Rebecca and John are across the street. They are lovely too. They got married a few years ago.”
“What do they do?”
“John is a surgeon, and Rebecca is a teacher.”
“Sounds great.” I smile, grateful for the intel. “Thanks for the rundown.”
“I do hope you like scones, dear,” Carol says as she walks down the front steps. I walk with her as we talk.
“I do. Thank you so much.” I peek under the tea towel and see steam rising. “Oh, they’re still hot.” I smile in surprise as we arrive at my mailbox.
“No store-bought rubbish in my house, dear. I bet you’re a good cook too.”
“Sure am,” I lie with a fake smile. Can’t cook for shit, Carol, but whatever.
A black Range Rover pulls onto the street. “Here’s Henley home now,” Carol says.
Fuck.
He drives in and waves and parks in his driveway. His house is big and fancy looking.
He gets out of the car and waves. “Hi, Carol.” He begins to walk into the house. “Lovely day.” He walks toward his front door and stops on the spot.
He just realized who I am.
He turns back to us and frowns as his eyes lock on mine.
Shit.
“Come and meet our new neighbor,” Carol calls.
He twists his lips as if angered and walks over with his hands in his fancy suit pockets. “We meet again.”
Hearing his familiar sexy voice snaps the sanity band in my brain, and I just want to lash out and be a bitch.
“Sorry?” I smile sweetly as I pretend to forget him. I hold out my hand to shake his. “I’m Juliet. Nice to meet you.”
He narrows his eyes in confusion as he shakes my hand. “Henley James.”
“Juliet just moved in; I’ve made her some scones.”
Henley’s eyes stay fixed on mine, his face emotionless. “The best scones in the land, Carol.”
Carol lets out an overexaggerated giggle. “Oh, Henley, you tease me so.”
I inwardly roll my eyes as it becomes blazingly clear that Carol is one of those women who is in love with him.
