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“I am.”
“And you two get along?”
“We manage.” I crossed my arms. “Do you want something from her?”
“In a way.”
“Then you’ll have to go through me.”
His eyes narrowed before searching me up and down, as if scrutinizing me.
I didn’t give a shit what he thought.
“Fine, I have no problem doing that.” He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers. “Can you give this to Mollie? Tell her it’s from Trevor, and it’s the final offer for the farm.”
“For the farm?” I repeated slowly.
“Selling it.” He stepped back and let his eyes trace over the land. “She’s been sitting on a gold mine here. I told her that we could build hundreds of houses on this lot. Maybe more.”
I could only stare. She was talking to someone aboutselling?And now she had a final offer?
When the fuck was she planning to tell me this?
“Tell her that I expect an answer tomorrow.” As he started to leave, he gave me a smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes. He climbed into his car and drove away without another word.
I looked down at the papers and saw a number so large my jaw dropped. It was labeled as the final offer, with multiple others attached.
She’d beenbiddingfor this.
Goddammit. I thought I knew her. I thought I couldtrusther.
I should have known she was going to let me down.
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MOLLIE
Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch
Kerry Winsor
Look at my little Brussels sprouts! I need Strawberry Springs to have a fair so I can enter them!
Comments:
Atticus Thompson: Nice.
Kerry Winsor: Nice?! Do you know how much work I put into these? They’re more than nice!
Kerry Winsor:@everyoneHELLO? LOOK AT MY HARD WORK!
I wasn’tsurprised when I woke up alone. Cain was always up way before me, and though this was still early by my standards, I was sure he was already halfway through his morning routine.
I got out of bed slowly, feeling the pleasurable ache from everything that had happened the night before. I couldn’t wait to see him after Eric went to school, when we could talk abouteverything that we could be. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to date, but I was willing to consider it if he offered.
We meshed well, and when we didn’t, I stood up to him. I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this was nothing like what I’d had with Trevor.
Throwing clothes on, I went downstairs to start coffee. I was expecting to be alone, but I wasn’t.