Hating Thy Neighbor: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romantic Comedy (For The Love of Rom-Coms Book 1) by Marion De Ré

Author:Marion De Ré [De Ré, Marion]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

14

So Close

Ian

I barely slept last night. The soft warmth of Charlotte’s body, her tormenting smell, and the memory of her laugh kept me wide awake. Our conversation last night was amazing, and the way she acted and looked at me told me so much.

It told me my plan is working—Charlotte is falling for me. But it also told me she’s far from the entitled girl I thought she was. And it told me I’m completely and utterly screwed, because I’m falling for her, too.

The hardest part about going undercover is keeping yourself from morphing into your character. I’m usually pretty good at that because I create an entirely new persona. But this time, I didn’t need to be a mafia lord or a hit man. I just needed to be a slightly different version of me. And that’s what made things messy.

But it’s working. I’m this close to being invited back so I can crack that password. As much as it tortures me, I have to go through with this.

I was just seconds away from kissing her last night when she was on top of me, but she jumped off so fast, the moment was gone before I had the chance. I should have made my move, but the sound of her laugh made me forget everything.

She stirs next to me, and her chocolate-colored eyes open, landing on me.

“Are you watching me sleep?”

“Nope,” I say, dragging my gaze away.

“Good. I can’t imagine what I look like now. All this hair . . .” From the corner of my eye, I see her brushing her hair with her fingers and smoothing it down.

I tut, shaking my head.

“What?”

“Nothing,” I murmur, but that still makes her blush. Because even if I didn’t say it, she must know what that tut meant. That in my eyes, she’s gorgeous no matter what her hair looks like.

“Should we go, then?” she asks, clearly eager to leave this cabin behind.

I can’t blame her. As much as I love the forest, now that the fire has died and we’re not tucked under a blanket anymore, the cold and damp are seeping into my bones.

“Yes,” I say, getting up and then offering her a hand.

We gather our stuff, put the place back in order, and step out into the frigid air that’s heavy with humidity.

The rustling of the wind in the dry leaves still clinging to the trees hits our ears as we exit the cabin, carrying with it one of my favorite smells in the world—the forest waking up. A mix of pine, wood, dew, and clean air.

We trek back on the uneven terrain, and the trail is much more pleasant than last night. Shades of brown and green create a sense of warmth, thick fern groves glisten with morning dew along the path, and a couple of squirrels keep us company as they race to the top of a nearby tree.

Charlotte slips on a patch of slimy mushrooms, falling back, but I catch her just in time. “Are you all right? Those boots are way too big.

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