Burning for May (Spring Fling Sisters #2)

Chapter 20

When I drive up on May’s street, I expect a lot of things.

What I don’t expect is Aiden fecking Holloway stepping out onto her front lawn like he belongs there.

Her dog’s at his side, tail wagging, perfectly content, and May’s standing there, looking stunning as feck, watching them go with a soft look on her face—like this eejit has some kind of pull on her I don’t understand and don’t like one bit.

I’m already sick of the fact that they’re neighbors.

This kind of proximity is a royal pain in the arse.