Love next door

CHAPTER TWO

ANNE

"Anne Miller Francisca" my best friend Rolly calls out my full name as she storms into my room and I basically bury my head into my pillow

How and why do I not know about the guy next door. Like how freaking why??. She asks again as she drops her bag on my night table, placing both her hands on her waist as if waiting for an explanation. "start talking young lady" she continues.

" First of all, you sound like my mum" I say making out a short laugh. And "secondly who are we talking about here?" I ask raising a brow.

"Don't tell me you don't know you have a new neighbour. Or rather a drop dead gorgeous looking man! I was literally full by just watching him jog" she says stopping to catch her breath."

"Well I don't. I reply laughing at her description. Maybe he came in a few days ago or something" I shrug".

"For the love of Mary, you need to start getting out of this house sister" she says as she claps her hand dramatically.

"No thank you" I say smiling folding my legs on my bed. " He can't be all that. You're just too dramatic for your own kind Rolly ". I quickly say shaking my head not believing I was really talking about a man. Something I rarely did.

"Coming from me you should already know that he's all that". she says making air quotes. He's literally a walking hot piece I tell ya. You needed to see his abs baby girl" she continues falling dramatically on my bed.

"Stop acting like a child Rolly and you have a boyfriend" I say poking her nose making her pout.

Her eyes brighten suddenly as if she remembered something " But there's one of us here without one" she says wriggling her brows and nudging me with her shoulder.

Catching a hint of what she's trying to say I shake my head " Calm your wits missy and I'm not ready for anything yet" I say emphasising on the "thing". "Well speaking of things I'm thinking of starting a book club soon" I continue, standing up to get one of my books.

"Arghhh. She screams muffling it with my pillow. What are you? 50 years old?"

"That's.. Mean" I say and it's my turn to pout now. I love books"

"How about sticking to your pastry baking . You're making a ton from that and the coffee shop is really booming these days yunno" she says trying to change the topic.

" It is" that I couldn't deny. Maybe it's the time of the year were everyone craves coffee and sweet stuff. "But I'm still gonna think about it" I say, and the scowl slowly returns
to her face making me laugh.

"Also speaking of pastries, how about you bake your signature pie for Mr gorgeous as a welcome to the neighbourhood offering. He'd love them. No one tastes your pie and doesn't end up loving it" Rolly says.

" Oh please" I say taking in the compliment. Then we head downstairs to the kitchen . I love baking. I also baked for the previous occupant of the house before she left. If you're wondering then yes I love baking more than I love books.

We get to the kitchen, I go round the counter to start fishing for pans while Rolly sits on one of the kitchen stools. " I thought we were baking pies young lady?"I ask placing 3 different sizes of pans on the kitchen counter"