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Returning home, Alana placed her bags down on the couch. Because Sofie had picked up the evening shift at the hospital, she’d ditched her to get ready for work.
Having found the perfect gifts to send to London, Alana had gone to the post office and overnighted the package to London.
This was going to be a test.
Would she win him back?
Her anxiety level was through the roof. She had never pursued a man before, let alone try to make up with one. When she broke up with Danny, she was relieved, and didn’t look back. Well, except to use him as a reminder of what she didn’t want in a man.
She prayed it would work. If not, she wouldn’t be above begging for a second chance. She just hoped she wasn’t too late, because women flocked to London—
Nope. She wasn’t going to go down that trail of thinking.
London wasn’t like that. He wouldn’t do her that way. She saw the look in his eyes before he turned away from her and he had been crushed.
She had done that to him. Because of her insecurities, she ruined a good thing between them. That man had gone above and beyond, trying to show her how much he cared for her, how much he wanted her, and how sexy she was to him.
He wanted her just the way she was.
A short, chubby, nerdy girl next door.
A sudden wave a nausea came over her.
What the hell was that?
She stood there by the couch, trying to decide if she should make a run for the bathroom. Taking a few deep breaths, the sour feeling passed.
Swallowing hard, she stared at the door, knowing what she had to do if this plan of hers was going to work.
Alana marched out of her condo, crossed the hall, and knocked on his door. Her pulse raced at this crazy plan, but it was something that had to be done.
Footsteps sounded from behind the door, and within seconds, London’s exact replica appeared in front of her. She immediately noted the differences between London and his brother. Her pulse began to calm, and she could breathe easier.
“Hello.” She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Jaxon, right?”
“Yeah.” He folded his arms and leaned against the doorframe. “You’re the chick from across the hall, right?”
“I am. My name is Alana. Alana Thornton.” She held out her hand, and he gave it a firm shake.
“So you’re the one who finally snagged my brother?”
“Snagged? Well, if starting a relationship with him, then ruining it by assuming the worst, making a mess of things and driving him away means I snagged him…” Pausing, she took a deep breath. It was either ramble on or cry. “Then yeah, that’s me.”
Jaxon stared at her without saying a word. She couldn’t read him at all, and it was causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. This was probably a huge mistake.
“He’s not here. You know he moved out and is staying at the house.”
“I know. I’m here to ask a favor of you.” His eyebrows shot up, and at that moment, he truly looked identical to London, making her sad. She needed to get London back.
“A favor of me?”
Pulling her phone out of her back pocket, she held it at the ready, willing her hand not to shake, and blurted out, “Can I have your mother’s phone number?”
Raising his brow, he rattled off the number while Alana programmed it in and slowly backed away.
“Thanks.” Turning, she walked over to her door, but paused and turned back to him. “Can we keep this between us?”
Jaxon’s lips spread into a wide grin that looked so much like London’s.
