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her passionately until they ended up in her bed. Instead, he wrapped her in his arms and gently kissed her forehead.
    “Jackson, you are so welcome. Thank you for making me relax this evening. I really enjoyed spending it with you on my first night. Go get some sleep. I am going to go have a look at what Phillip and Sam did to my office tomorrow morning. Would you give me your cell number so I can catch up with you later in the week perhaps?”
    He thought he would give her his bank account number by this time, he was so overwhelmed by her! After exchanging their numbers, he reluctantly bid her good night.
    Neither of them would sleep well, he figured with a smile.

Chapter Four
     
    Over the next several days, a tornado of activity seemed to dominate Billie’s life. She was unpacking her entire life into the new house, settling into her office in town, and meeting her neighbors. Like a breath of fresh air, Florence and Lillian breezed right onto her doorstep the afternoon after dinner with Jackson. Bearing a delicious plate of cookies, they introduced themselves and the very handsome Brody and Cole. The men were only there to escort their mother and aunt, they said, and to be neighborly. Once the men took themselves off, Florence immediately laughed her head off, explaining that they were probably going right back to the main barn to let all the men in on the details of their gorgeous, new, intelligent, and available neighbor, Bill. Florence explained that after Jackson got off the phone last night with his mother and explained the mix-up in names and gender. She made sure she let as many individuals as she could in on the updated information. Lillian was quieter with a gentle air, insisting that Billie come over that Sunday for the big family dinner. Florence, on the other hand, was much more vivacious and quick with an easy laugh.
    Billie was so pleased to be blessed with warm people so close to her home. After an hour, the ladies took themselves off to probably go gossip a bit with the other women in town at the Ladies Guild meeting. She had a sneaking suspicion that she and her single status measurements would be on the list of minutes. She laughed.
    A few more days went by with an occasional text from Jackson. She always sent a message back telling him to have a good day but tried to keep it simple. She felt like she had been sucked into the Jackson Powell vortex. He was all she thought about. How Jackson’s eyes sparkled, how good his hands felt on her back, how deliciously masculine his scent was…
    “Get ahold of yourself!” she scolded out loud. In the shower, bedroom, while cooking, walking the grounds, it was all she could think about. Just yesterday she had met with a lovely woman of about fifty for the position of receptionist and office manager. Julia Morgan was her name. It was hard to even focus then when Julia innocently brought up her intoxicating neighbor.
    “Have you had time to meet with your new neighbors, the Powells, Dr. Rothman?” Julia asked.
    Billie sputtered out some of the energy drink she was trying to consume. “What? Oh yes, I had the pleasure of meeting Jackson first.” Billie left out the details of that embarrassing memory. “Then his mother, aunt, and cousins came by the other day.” Damn. She was going to have to invest in drool cloths because now all she could do was imagine how Jackson’s hand felt on her breast after he caught her. She shifted uncomfortably as fresh moisture soaked her thong. Ugh, why do I even bother getting dressed? she mused. That man was going to cause her to go insane or dehydrate. What a way to go, she thought.
    Julia was going on and on about how Jackson was such a dear boy and how unfortunate it was he had married such an obviously immature and inappropriate woman. With a quick look, a sudden quiet filled the room.
    “Did he make a good impression on you, Dr. Rothman? Now that I have stopped jabbering, I can see you are just a gorgeous little