17. Chapter Seventeen
Fiona
18. Chapter Eighteen
Christian
19. Chapter Nineteen
Fiona
20. Chapter Twenty
Christian
21. Chapter Twenty-One
Fiona
22. Chapter Twenty-Two
Christian
23. Chapter Twenty-Three
Fiona
Sneak Peek
Falling for My Ex Next Door
Here is a Sneak Peek:
Chapter One
Clara
Chapter One
Fiona
Many things could be considered a big deal; one of them for me was meeting Christian Carr. The last time I saw him, we were kids, and my mother was driving us out of Laketown for good.
Was I nervous? Yes, but my desperation to excel at this job was bigger than whatever might come out of meeting Christian Carr. My sole objective at the meeting’s conclusion was to persuade him of my value to the company.
Allison, Christian’s younger sister and my best friend in the whole wide world, has assured me that her brother really did need an assistant. He knew I was coming and was thrilled to have me on his team.
I took another deep breath as I locked the door to my new apartment behind me. The job was going to be mine. It was the whole reason I moved back to Laketown, and it helped that my hometown was easy to fall back in love with.
When we left Laketown, my mother and I had hoped to find greener pastures. Mom’s cafe wasn’t doing as well as we’d hoped, and I also didn’t last at any of the jobs that I got. I was going to do any and everything to make sure that Christian Carr took one look at me and knew that I meant business.
I would be the secretary he could rely on, and I would keep this job, and he would worry less, and everyone would be happy. I would be the one who brought life and light to his company.
Success all around.
I flew in quite late yesterday, and all I managed to do the entirety of last night was talk to Allison about how nervous I was to meet Christian after all these years. I managed to give off the impression that I didn’t care too much about Christian the entire four years of college. Allison and I went to college together, after having been best friends in Laketown.
Christian and I both lived on Winston Street. Even though, as kids, the Carrs lived over at Grayson Street. A very long distance from here.
I stepped out of the tiny black gate in front of the house. This was going to be a great day for me, I was going to meet Christian, and we were going to rule the corporate world together.
I walked up the street towards Christian’s house. Over and over, I repeated the affirmations I spent the entirety of last night learning. Nothing was going to catch me off guard. I wasn’t going to be the one who got a job and quit it. My mother wouldn’t have to worry about me anymore.
She worried a lot.
I got to the house number and stood just outside the black gate. It was the same as the one in front of my house. But it wasn’t the gates that made me stand still; it was the toned muscular man wiping down a black car.
I’ve seen a lot of naked men in my days, but this had to be one of the best. I would have been drooling if the man didn’t turn around to face me. It was a struggle, I’d admit it in a heartbeat, to tear my eyes away from the body before me to look up at the face of a person who religiously worked out to get their body to this state.
My words stuck in my throat as the face stared unmoving at me. I ran through the list of words I could be called in that moment. Pervert sat atop the list.
“Fiona?” The man said, his thick brows furrowed. “Fiona Reece?”
I blinked once and then again, my eyes falling this time to the lips my name fell out of. An amused look settled on it, and I’ve spent a lot of my childhood looking at those lips to which I could immediately tell who they belonged to.
Christian Carr, as I lived and breathed, stood there with biceps that I wouldn’t mind having me in a hug. And I realized, albeit lately, that the thing about childhood crushes was they never really went away.
“Hey, Christian,” I said, barely even recognizing my own voice. I cleared my throat. “Hey.”
