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We can have a proper conversation without a book in the way.”“Okay.”Regina disappears, and I hear her footsteps move through the house and into the kitchen. At least while she’s laying the table, we have a few minutes. I fold my arms and glare at Mom.“What do you think you’re doing?”“I don’t know what you mean.”“Taking Regina to Lucia’s store. Why would you do that?”Mom raises her eyebrows.“You’ve always wanted Regina to get into books. You were frustrated that if you told her to read, she would outright refuse to. Now she’s pouring into them so fast I can’t keep up, and you’re telling her you want to stop?”“Don’t give me that crap, Mom. You know what this is about.”“I don’t, actually. How about you give me a clue?”She is going to make me spell it out; I know it. And I’m not about to tell her the truth about me and Lucia. I try to take it slower so I don’t end up blurting out what I actually did.“You’re trying to match me up to Lucia, aren’t you? You go there under the pret

BE THERE FOR HER

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I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even

DATING HER

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I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even

DATING HER

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I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even

LOVE SICK

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“That’s what you say to me? No ‘hi, it’s been a while’ or something like that?”“I’ve told you so many times that I don’t want anything to do with you. Why do you keep harassing me?”“I’m not harassing you, Lucia.”I hate his voice now. He makes it sound like I’m very slow in the head. He used to do that before. How did I not end it with him much sooner if he spoke to me like that?“You are. I’ve ended things, told you where to go, and the least you can do is respect my wishes and leave me alone. The fact that you’re not even listening to me when you say you love and respect me shows that you didn’t care about me and my feelings at all.”“I’m trying to get hold of you because I love you, Lucia. And what about my feelings?”“Your feelings?” I bark out a laugh. “I can’t believe you think you’re a victim here! Your feelings don’t matter when you’re the one who cheated and made our relationship implode. Then you keep stalking and pestering me.”Nathan groans.“Lucia, let’s not do this. Ca

SHE COLLAPSED

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Michael I see the lights still on as I approach The Little Red Bookshop. Hopefully, that means Lucia is inside despite it being past opening hours. She’s probably sorting things out before going home. At least she doesn’t have to go far.If I’m lucky, I might be able to catch her before she shuts the door on me. If I’m not, I will have to think of something else. I am not leaving until I know for sure that she’s safe and well. The thought of her being unwell makes me concerned for her. If she’s sick, she shouldn’t be alone.I keep kicking myself for not going to see her sooner. Being away from Lucia for a month has been more challenging than I thought. How could a woman like her, someone who drives me crazy with frustration as well as desire, make me feel like this? It doesn’t make any sense.Fingers crossed, she doesn’t push me away this time. And hopefully, she won’t call the cops on me. I don’t want to have to deal with them as well.There doesn’t seem to be any movement inside th

Mental note

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“It’s just a one-off. I’ve been working a lot; lately, that’s all.”“I’d like to believe that.”“That is exactly what is wrong with me. You don’t need to be so concerned.”I can see she’s not going to budge on this. She’s far too stubborn. Well, I can be persistent as well. I look at the folder that is on the floor. Somehow, whatever was in there hasn’t fallen out.“Are you heading up to your apartment?”“Yes. I’m locking up right now.”“I’ll help you. And I’m not taking no for an answer,” I add sharply as Lucia protests. “You just fainted. The last thing I want to do is let you walk up a steep flight of stairs on your own.”Lucia’s mouth opens and closes. Then she huffs and looks away.“Okay, fine. If you can lock it up for me, that would be great. I’ll do the alarm.”“Sure.”I pick up her keys from the floor and turn off the lights. Lucia slowly gets to her feet and hovers by the alarm system until I join her. She sets the alarm, which bleeps in response, and we step out into the st

NO ARGUMENTS

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“I…I know I ate today.” Lucia frowns. “But I’m not really sure when.”“You don't pay attention to when you need to eat?”“I’m busy. I’m sure you know what it’s like,” she sneers.I try to ignore that and put the bowl on the table, a spoon, and the bread roll on a plate beside it.“It’s not much, but that should be enough to settle your stomach.”“This is your medicine for me, is it?”“It works for me.”Lucia looks like she doesn’t know what to say. But she approaches the table and sits down, glancing at me before looking back at the food.“I was thinking of making a grilled cheese instead,” I go on, suddenly feeling like I need to fill the air, “but you didn’t have any cheese.”“Right. I need to do the shopping at some point.”“Do you have time to do the shopping?”Lucia gives me a sharp glance. But she doesn’t answer as she picks up the spoon and begins to eat. Soon, she’s practically wolfing her food down, and the soup is rapidly disappearing, along with the roll. I sit on the couch

CARING FOR LUCIA

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Not when Lucia is involved.For a moment, I think Lucia is going to argue with me. But her shoulders slump, and she looks away with a heavy sigh.“Okay. Fine. But you’re staying on the couch. That’s where you’re staying.”I don’t respond. I would prefer to be in bed with her, but I’m not about to push it. Sighing, I get my cell phone out. I will need to call Mom to make sure she’s there for Lucia.She’s right. I do need to hire a helper. And I hope Mom isn’t going to be smirking, knowing that I’m spending the night with a woman she thought might be a good match for me.She knows me far better than I want to admit.LUCIA God,why can’t I sleep? I’m sure I’ve been lying in bed staring at the ceiling for hours now, but my alarm clock says it’s just been a couple of hours. It’s not even ten yet. I was barely in bed around this time, but after eating and getting my paperwork sorted, Micheal ran a bath for me and told me to have an early night. I’m not about to argue with him.It’s been a w

Blocked

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“It's my ex. I keep him unblocked so he doesn’t try to get hold of me through friends or unknown numbers, and he’s taking advantage of it.”“Maybe you should change your number,” Micheal suggests.“I’ve thought about it, but knowing my luck, I’ll forget to tell those who really need it, and then there’s changing it for the doctors and all that….” I shake my head as I delete the entire text thread from Nate. “Besides, I’ve got a business number. I can’t change that, unfortunately.”“And you can’t block him because he’ll try to go through a friend or a new number.”Exactly.”Micheal shakes his head and sits on the edge of the bed. He’s taken off his coat and jacket, leaving him in just a shirt open at the neck. He looks good in pale blue.God, I need to get rid of these dirty thoughts building in my head.“You need to call the police and make a report,” Micheal says. “Even if you can’t get him arrested, at least you have a paper trail, and they could have a word with him, at the very le