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“Oh.”

I fall silent, unsure what to say. Liam’s girlfriend died in a car accident three years ago, and he’s never been quite the same. “Maybe you’re not ready yet, babe.”

“I don’t care anyway,” he lies. “I just needed to—”

I cut him off. “I get it.”

I need to find the right girl to kiss him better. Because he deserves better, much better.

“Maybe we’re destined to be single for forever.” I smirk.

“Suits me.” He smiles. “I’ve got my tools in my truck. Want me to change the hinges?”

“Really?” I sit up, excited. “You have time?”

“Yes, but you’re making me carbonara for dinner.”

“Deal.” I beam.

Henley

“You want another beer?” I ask as I stand.

Antony lies on a deck chair by his pool, eyes closed. “Yeah, that’d be good.” He yawns, half-asleep. “Grab us a snack or something while you’re up.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, cheese.” He shrugs, eyes still closed. “Biscuits.”

“You’re going to turn into fucking cheese and biscuit soon.”

“Probably,” he replies, uninterested.

I called over to see him this afternoon and somehow have now been out here lying by the pool for three hours. I walk inside and grab two beers and a packet of chips and walk out the back door. From the high balcony I glance up and see Juliet’s house.

Whose vehicle is that in her driveway? I stand still as I watch for a moment.

Whose fucking car is that?

Who cares? It doesn’t matter.

I take the beers and chips down to the pool area and put them onto the table between the deck chairs, and then before I can even sit down, I turn and walk back to the house. “Where are you going now?” Ant asks.

“Checking something out.”

“Like what?”

“Back in a minute.” I stand on the steps and stare over to Juliet’s. The front door opens, and a guy walks out. He’s shirtless.

What?

Who the fuck is this?

I narrow my eyes as I try to home my vision in on him. I’ve seen him somewhere before. He looks familiar somehow.

He walks out to the truck and grabs a toolbox.

Who is he?

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