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“Hey I knoe just met, but—”

I wave hiain when I haven’t just coe-can relay race”

He laughs “You got it I’ll be back next Thursday—”

“At five,” I supply “Yeah, thanks I know that now”

I don’t bother saying anything else, instead, dragging my carcass and Stella’s empty can up the road toward her house

My boobs ache a little froive them a squeeze with my free hand to see if that’llthe corner intorass at my side

Right there, in the driveway next door, a way-too-young-to-be-in-Sunny-Creekhis

I can only assume his humor is directed at me

“Trash pickup is at five sharp,” he supplies helpfully,me roll my eyes

Would it have killed one of these fucking people to tell me this beforehand?

“Yeah, thanks,” I say with a laugh “Your information is a little late”

Seerabs the can he obviously placed there in plenty of tie

I glance back at the can I’h

You et put away until to

I start to walk back up to the garage when the stranger next door calls out to ain “I wouldn’t do that if I were you”

I turn back, my intent to open my mouth to offer a s hiest sense of déjà vu I also don’t o wide in surprise when they lock with mine

Do I know this guy?

Tall, dark hair, handsome-as-hell face, definitely under forty, he is oh-so-familiar, but I can’t quite place why

He’s super dressed up for taking out the trash, but no doubt sexy in an “I’m an all-business CEO” kind of way If the sleek fit is anything to go by, I bet he looks real good underneath it too

I tiltmy flirt-face just a little “I’m sorry, but…have we met before?”