Lovely Neighbor by Alexa Riley Page 0,14

I wiggle my eyebrows at her.

“I can’t blame him, I’m a catch.” Grams shrugs, taking a bite of the apple cobbler. “What about your love life? Let's talk about that.” Always back to that.

“Well, since I’m moving I don’t have one.”

“So it’s official?” Grams’ eyes light up with excitement.

“Yes, I should have done it forever ago. I just have to find a place first.”

“We should see if there is something in my building.”

“I’m not sure I can afford your building. It’s really nice and Devin’s place is crazy fancy. I’m scared I’m going to break something in there.”

“Good, maybe it will look like someone actually lives there and liven the place up.”

I bite my lip wondering if I can get away with asking some questions without Grams realizing what I’m doing. I didn’t tell her about Devin popping in this morning or his talk about us having dinner tonight. It’s all still a little shocking. There really was a crazy-hot man asking me to have dinner with him as I stood there practically naked.

“Is he really never there? Seems like such a waste.” The place is beautiful. I’d never want to leave it.

“He’s a workaholic.”

“A lawyer, right?” He looked like one in his suit that screamed power and authority. Then he opened his mouth and was adorable as can be. Not to mention sexy. It took everything in me not to laugh when he was going on about sleeping naked then tried to backtrack. Let's not forget that one dimple either. It made me weak in the knees. He has a lot going on, all of which work for me.

“Yep, a fancy one too. You know he owns the building so he could easily get you a place. He might even give you a deal.” She pushes another piece of pie over to me. I’m not sure how much more I can eat.

“I’m not going to try and negotiate the price of an apartment,” I laugh. Plus, we kind of have a date tonight and that would make it extra weird. Or maybe it’s not a date at all. We both have to eat and maybe he was just being nice.

“Fine, we can look at other places if you want.” She gives in, but I can tell she’s disappointed.

“I still need to see about breaking my lease. I’m hoping I can get out of it with everything that happened, but who knows if I’ll get that lucky.”

“Have Devin call for you. He’s a lawyer.” Do all things lead back to Devin? According to Grams, yes.

“I don’t know him. I can’t ask for favors. He’s already letting me stay at his place.” I push the pie away from me because if I eat another bite I might explode.

“I’ll talk to him.”

“Grams,” I groan.

“What? I’m on the board in the building. I talk to him about everyone that moves in.” I know there is no stopping her at this point now that she’s already back on me moving in there.

“I’m going to look around and check some places out.”

“Fine, but try and be close. I know you hate to drive.” That’s really a fear I should try and get over.

“How was everything?” Johnny sets some to-go boxes down on the table for us.

“Wonderful, thank you so much.” My phone starts to ring and I dig it out of my bag. “Landlord,” I whisper to Grams and she nods as I stand. I give Johnny a wave as I head outside to take the call.

“Hello,” I say as I hold the phone to my ear.

“Hey Erin. I wanted to let you know we got the locks changed in your place. They really did a number in there. Do you have renter’s insurance?”

“Yes.” I haven't called them yet, but I’m going to have to go back and clean everything up and assess the damage at some point. I need to pack up whatever is salvageable and I wonder if I can hire someone to do that. Then I wouldn't have to worry about going back at all, but I need to be smart and that would probably cost a small fortune.

“That’s good. I know a few security places if you want to see about getting an alarm or something,” he suggests.

“I’m not really sure I’ll be coming back there to live,” I admit.

“Oh.” He sounds surprised. “Okay, we can talk about that the next time you're here. You still have some time left on your lease.”

“I know. I’ll worry about it when I get