Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Bully Next Door |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Sam Crescent |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B09YPNV6WR |
| Book Information: | |
Luck is not on his side. After a health scare, Hector Carter needs a vacation. He finds a little house in a relaxing small town. His neighbor, though, is a sexy woman he bullied when he was younger. Following the success of her social media channel, Verity Hill is offered the opportunity to write her very own cookbook—her dream come true. She signs off from the world and relocates to a cute rental next to a very sexy neighbor she’s determined not to like. He is no longer a bully. She can’t keep thinking of him as her bully, and when Hector comes to her with a request to teach him how to cook, she can’t deny him. He can’t get her out of his mind, but there’s no way she should want him. Hector finds out about the cursed houses, and he wonders if he should give in and fall for his neighbor or walk away. Have the cursed houses struck again? Or has their luck in love finally ran out? | |
| Books by Author: | Sam Crescent |
Chapter One
Since when did Verity Hill become fucking gorgeous?
Since when did he become a stalker? Checking out his neighbor in the backyard as she weeded her rose bushes? He’d never done anything like this before. Hector Carter never stalked. He never needed to. Women were always falling all over themselves to get close to him. This wasn’t the kind of man he was. Certainly not for a woman who threw a drink on him the first day they moved next door together.
But here he stood in his back bedroom, which he’d turned into an office, staring at the woman he’d once bullied throughout high school. This was his punishment. The geeky, awkward girl he remembered from way back then was nowhere to be found. Instead, she was a curvy-as-fuck, beautiful, raven-haired siren, and she had him gawking out of bedroom windows just to get a look.
Even now dressed to work in the yard, those full tits of hers were on display. The depth of her cleavage alone made his mouth water. He’d always been a tits man. Ever since he knew what breasts were, he’d loved them.
Verity.
Damn it.
This wasn’t fair.
He came to this fucking house in a small town to get away from all kinds of stress. Not to have more added to it. Running a hand down his face, he tried to clear his thoughts, but all his dick wanted to do was go out to her, strip her naked, and fuck her.
This was punishment.
“You do realize you’ve groaned at me three times in the space of five minutes,” his business partner and best friend Sean Logan said.
“Look, when did she get so gorgeous?”
“Verity was always gorgeous. She was nice as well,” Sean said.
He’d called Sean the instant he’d gotten a drink thrown at him. Of course, Sean would remember her. His friend knew a great deal about the beauty. She had gone to culinary school for a couple of months until she dropped out, traveled around Europe with her mother, and in the process of doing so, built up a strong social media following with her cooking and traveling. Her audience adored her. From what Sean told him, Verity had taken a break to work on her first cookbook. From time to time, she still posted videos of her cooking, but not as many as she once did.
He couldn’t believe how amazing she was.
There had been many nights when he watched through some of her videos, laughing along with her. She knew how to engage. As the years had passed, her confidence had grown. In the beginning, she always hid behind oversized shirts and pants. Overnight, it was like the woman found herself, and now they lived next door to each other.
Verity lifted up, put her hand to the base of her back, and wiped the sweat from her brow. It was boiling out.
He wouldn’t be doing any yard work. It was what he paid people to do, but one look at Verity and he might be willing to offer his services to do all of her work.
“Nah, sorry, I don’t see it.”
“Dude, you wouldn’t have seen it. Back then, all you cared about was the easy lay. You and I both know that. You didn’t even talk to me back in high school, remember? Not when anyone was looking.”
Hector groaned. “Don’t remind me what a dick I was.” He hated that about himself. He’d succumbed to peer pressure. Since they were kids, he and Sean were neighbors. They were the best of friends. He’d become athletic while Sean had been more the books and computers. Not once had he ever bullied Sean. They just had an agreement. Neither of them talked in school.
“Hey, I was just as much a dick, remember? I didn’t want you talking to me either. I’d have gotten a bad rep and all that,” Sean said.
He sighed. “So, what’s new?”
“What’s new is you’ve got to rest. We can wait for you, man. We’ve got plenty to keep us going. I don’t want you … well, you know.”
“Dying on you.”
“Don’t say it, man. If there is anything, I will come to you straight away, but we’ve got this. We’re a team.”
“Thanks,” Hector said.
“Do that meditation stuff. Read a book. Watch some movies. Just … relax.”
“Will do.”
They said their goodbyes, and Hector looked out of the window to see Verity already clearing away. Her garden looked perfect. She spent a lot of time outside. He’d seen her sitting there, legs crossed, looking through notebooks and what appeared to be folders as well.
He had to stop stalking. It was creepy. This wasn’t how he intended to spend his vacation.
Moving away from the window, he tossed his cell phone onto the bed and made his way downstairs. Before he realized what he was doing, he was out of his front door and knocking on Verity’s.