I fucking hate sweets. But I couldn't possibly say no when the person offering them was my hot next door neighbour. "Hello" she says as her face lights up with the prettiest smile I think I've ever seen. "Hi" I murmur a not so audible reply holding back a smirk "Welcome to the neighbourhood" she says, holding up a basket containg freshly baked pies and other sweet stuff with her smile not leaving her face. Reaching forward I collect the basket from her, not missing the opportunity to brush my fingers against her's. She seems to notice the contact as her checks turn a deeper shade of red, making me chuckle. "Thanks" I say, my eyes never leaving her's. "You're welcome. And uhm If you need anything I'm just next door". She says pointing to her house which was just a stone throw from mine. Oh I'm gonna be needing Lot's of things from you princess I say in my head, offering her a little smile as she backs away from my porch. She seemed to realise how her words came making her eyes widen as her cheeks began to redden a little. She makes a quick but funny turn and walked out of my porch, earning a low laugh from me. ************* Andrew Brixton. He's one with a not so entertaining past. He is new in the neighbourhood, owning one of the biggest gyms in city he's what you would call a successful bachelor and probably the sexiest breathing being you could find. Anne is his hot next door neighbour, with a body curved into perfection in all right places. He had a thing for curves and he sure as hell wasn't keeping his hands to himself. Anne Miller, a 27 year old baker with an undying love for books is doing well for herself. She meets Andrew and they're both drawn to each other. But what happens when Mark; Anne's ex who knows a little too much about Andrew's past comes into the picture and is asking for more than what she was willing to give. Secrets are bound to get exposed and some tables are definitely getting turned *** This book is a HEA