Her Grumpy Neighbor Until Halloween (Secrets of Wildbrook, #2)

by Eve Pendle

“What are you trying to get internet for?” the blonde woman asked. Wasn’t this against the rules to talk to a stranger? London rules were different to Devon rules, presumably. “A terrapin.” “Are you helping it with its Tinder profile, or downloading a recipe?” Ellen snorted with laughter. “I’m its image consultant and stylist.”

“It’s my house. Everything in it is mine.” “Not me,” she said as a drawing bloomed in her mind. Line after line, shading. An image of Kit, here, in profile. A monster in a domestic setting, scary and yet warm and relatable, surrounded by food and books. “Yet.”

Her mind caught up with the meaning of their bantering conversation at the same moment her body did. Did he just… Flirt with her? Surely not.