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“What are we waiting for?” He rubs his hands together. “I’m fucking starving.”
“You’re always starving.” I laugh and he flips me off.
“I’ll Uber over to the hotel to take a shower, and you can pick me up on your way to the restaurant.” He isn’t staying here since I only brought my furniture for the master bedroom and the living room from Riordan Cove. This is a new start in more ways than one.
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After dinner,I drop Dare off at the Silver Spoon Falls Inn and head back to my home.
I’ve spent the last few hours miserable and attempting to forget the cause of my discomfort. The curvy little temptation across the street has filled my thoughts since I first laid eyes on her earlier.
I walk into the dark kitchen and toss my keys and wallet on the breakfast bar. Glancing around at the emptiness around me, I make a mental list of the things I need to buy for my new home.
I grab a beer and head to the living room, figuring I’ll watch a little television before I turn in.
I’m flipping through the channels when movement outside my large picture window catches my attention. I reach over my head and turn off the light then walk over to stare out into the darkness.
I almost swallow my goddamn tongue when I see her. What the fuck is she wearing? My blood heats as my eyes move over her luscious curves barely hidden by the tight pants and short t-shirt that leaves half her goddamn stomach exposed.
I’d love to wrap my hand in the silky golden blonde hair hanging halfway down her back as I pound into her from behind. The fantasy rolls through my mind on a continuous loop as stare at her.
Before I’m able to think better of it, I storm out the front door and head straight to her. “Have you lost your goddamn mind?” Her mouth drops open as I lose control of my mouth. “What the fuck are doing out here wearing next to nothing?” As the words burst from my lips, I watch her stunning honey-colored eyes narrow into a seething glare.
The streetlight illuminates the edge of the driveway around us and I stare into her eyes, noticing the little ring of green circling her irises. Fuck she’s so goddamn gorgeous.
“What?” Her screech stings my ears as a berry-red blush moves across her gorgeous heart-shaped face. “Who the heck do you think you are? The clothes police?”
“I’m… I’m…” I don’t know who the fuck I am right now. My world just turned upside down and sideways. I frown down at her silently for the longest time, searching for the right words, but none come to me.
She doesn’t give me the chance to respond before poking her finger into the center of my chest. “You have no reason to complain about what I’m wearing, Scrooge McJerk.” Her sassy reply causes my palms to itch with the urge to spank her gorgeous ass. “If you don’t like my outfit, stay in your house and don’t look.” That isn’t happening. I plan to look, touch, taste, and make her mine. Soon. Once I fix the situation my blown mind has caused.
“What… What are you doing out here?” I feel like I’ve taken a hit right to the center of my forehead with a two-by-four. I know it shouldn’t be my concern, but I can’t resist.
She glares at me for several moments before explaining very slowly and precisely like I’m a goddamn idiot. “Not like it’s any of your business, but I’m looking for Roger.”
Maybe I have lost my mind. “Roger?” I manage to roar past the lump in my throat. Oh, hell no. There’s no way I’m going to let some other asshole have her. She’s mine, or at least she will be once I get my head out of my ass and act like a normal human being.
“It still isn’t any of your concern, but Roger is my cat.” She rolls her golden eyes and huffs after slamming her hands down on her curvy hips.
One thought echoes around my mind on a continuous loop as her words register.There’s no other man and nothing standing between me and my baby doll.Except her age, but we’ll deal with that issue later.I stare at her in the darkness and realize she’s older than I first thought, at least early to mid-twenties. Still a little young for me but not illegal.
Relief cuts through me, and I take several deep breaths, attempting to get myself under control before I reply. Too bad, my efforts fail, and I end up roaring, “You still shouldn’t be out here in the middle of the night by yourself.” That’s sounds fucking reasonable to me. “Anything could happen to you.” Like your crazy neighbor kidnapping you and keeping you forever
“It’s not late, and this is the safest neighborhood in the safest town in Texas.” Her stunning eyes flash as she stands up to her full five-foot-nothing height and glares at me. Fuck me. I barely resist the urge to throw her gorgeous ass over my shoulder and rush home to hide her away. “And I hate to repeat myself, but what I do isn’t any of your concern.”
Oh, baby doll, I plan to make it my business. I open my mouth to inform her of my thoughts but close it without uttering a word. I’m losing ground with my girl, and I need to change tactics before I really piss her off. “It’s too cold to be out in that.” I point down at the thin t-shirt giving me a birds-eye view of her luscious curves.
“I didn’t have time to throw on a jacket.” She rolls her eyes dramatically while growling adorably. “Roger ran out the door when I opened it for my First Class Pizza delivery. While I’ve been here dealing with you, he’s out there running free. He could be anywhere by now.”
Here’s the perfect chance to spend time with her and to start repairing the damage my blown mind already created. “Why don’t I help you look for Roger?” I ask and hold out my hand. “I’m Will Riordan, your new neighbor.”
Chapter2
Jazzy
Scrooge McJerk is smoking hot,and I know touching him would be a huge mistake, so I ignore his hand. “I don’t have time to deal with you right now.” Gramma Liz would roll over in her grave if she heard me being rude to our new neighbor. “I need to find my cat.” And forget all about my new neighbor.
I take off jogging in the direction I last saw my flighty cat heading. I can feel my new neighbor following right behind me. The hair on the back of my neck stands up while goosebumps break out all over my body from his nearness, and find myself fighting not to glance over at him.
