Chapter 60

“So, you lived here long?” she asked.

“Yes, three years,” I said, trying hard not to stare. “Good neighbors, there to help but not intrusive, usually that is. I’m not keeping you from something am I?”

Her leg brushed up against mine as she placed her glass on the coffee table. I held my breath as she moved even closer to me, her hand circling around the back of the couch just inches away from my neck.

“No, not at all,” she almost purred. “I’d love to get to know you better?”

Was she coming on to me? Surely not. She was gorgeous, must have a girlfriend somewhere.