Back The Neighbor
Chapters (56)
  1. Synopsis
  2. Other Bella Books by Gerri Hill
  3. About the Author
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Chapter Forty-Seven
  51. Chapter Forty-Eight
  52. Chapter Forty-Nine
  53. Chapter Fifty
  54. Chapter Fifty-One
  55. Chapter Fifty-Two
  56. Chapter Fifty-Three

Was she envious? No. It had to be exhausting to date like that. But she wouldn’t mind going out on a date occasionally. This dry spell that she was in had lingered and lingered until it had become the norm. And her chances of meeting someone out here were slim to none. Of course, Cassidy had invited her to the party, had suggested that she might meet someone there.

“I’ve seen her party friends,” she murmured. “Way too girlie for me.”

“Who are you talking to?”

Startled, she jerked her head around, finding Cassidy standing beside her, holding two beers shoved into koozies. The shorts she wore did not seem old in the least, but the T-shirt was splattered with not one, but two different colors of paint. She reached for one of the beers.

“I’m alone too much,” she said as way of explanation.

“Ah. Talk to yourself, do you?”

Laura smiled. “Yes, but I rarely argue.”

Cassidy laughed. “I would hope not.”

Laura took a big swallow of the beer. “Thank you. I was parched.”

“I’m sure you’ve seen the fridge out back by the outdoor kitchen. Help yourself.”

“How do you know I haven’t already?”

“Because even though you sneak over to use the pool and go trespassing in the woods, I don’t think you’re the type to swipe beer.”

“You’d be right. I bring my own.”

Cassidy took a swallow too, nodding. “I checked out the new planters by the pool. They look really nice. You’ve done a great job.”

“Thank you. This is the last one. I finished the other one this morning before I mowed. I was going to finish this one up tomorrow, but since you’re here…”

“Free labor, huh?”

“Yes. I’ve got one more flat of flowers, then we pile on the mulch. Then the stone goes around the sides. Then we water.”

“All of that today? How about we finish the flowers, then get in the pool? I’ll help with the mulch and stone in the morning.”

Laura shook her finger at her. “You haven’t even started yet and you’re already trying to get out of working.”

Cassidy laughed. “Actually, I think it’ll be fun to play in the dirt with you. But you’ve been working all day out here. I thought you might be ready to call it a day.”

“Well, if you hadn’t shown up early, then yes, I was going to spend an hour or so in your pool,” she admitted.

“So? What do you say?”

Well, it was awfully hot, she reasoned. No need to finish this up today when—with Cassidy’s help—she could have the project completed in an hour or so in the morning. She nodded at Cassidy.

“Okay. We’ll finish it all tomorrow, flowers included. Let me go get cleaned up and changed. I’ll meet you there.”