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“Never.”

“Well, how long have we known each other? Hm? I mean, we grew up together, didn’t we?”

“I’m ten years old than you,” he says, confused.

I stomp my heel. “Frank.”

“Lottie.”

I throw on a Hail Mary pout. “Please?”

“I’m sorry, Lottie,” he says again, his eyes full of compassion. “But he already signed.”

Behind him, a man steps out of the back. He’s tall with broad shoulders, wearing a button down white shirt tucked into a pair of black pants that show off his slender waist. He looks around the empty space and I see the ideas forming behind his eyes. Ideas for my bakery.

My eye twitches. “Is that the guy?” I ask Frank.

“... No,” he says.

“Yes, it is.”

“No, that’s my... partner.”

“Your partner?”

“New partner. Yeah. He’s new.”

“You and Jimmy break up?”

“Yup,” he says, full of bullshit. “It’s been a rough spring.”

I roll my eyes. “Excuse me!”

The mystery guy looks over questionably.

“Lottie, be nice,” Frank warns.

I push past Frank through the door, taking Liam with me inside. “Excuse me!” I say. “Hi! Hello.”

The guy pauses, his brown eyes looking me over. “Hello.”

I stop in front of him and smile; an easy thing to do, honestly. He’s admittedly handsome, with thick brownish-black hair and a stiff jawline nice enough to chew on.

But there are more important matters at hand.

“Hi,” I say while extending my hand. “I’m Lottie. Lottie Linney.”

“Hello, Lottie Linney,” he says, shaking my hand. “I’m Scott.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Scott.”

“Smolders,” he says. “Scott’s my first name.”

“Oh, well, that’s… fitting,” I say beneath his stunning brown eyes. Clearing my throat, I shake it off and stand tall. “So, this is my bakery.”

“What?” he asks.

“Yeah. This space. The one you’re standing in. It’s mine. Frank here promised it to me?—”

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