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door for her.
      It only took them five minutes to walk down Main Street to the shop. Vicky stood across the street from it and tried to imagine what it would look like with her sign above the door.
    "Do you have a name for it yet?"
    She dragged her gaze from the shop and over to James, a huge smile on her face that she just couldn't stop. "Not yet, but I have a few ideas."
    Following him across the street, he handed the keys to her. His fingers brushed across hers and her skin felt like it was on fire, a trail of heat left behind as goosebumps tingled across her hip. She glanced up at him, but he was staring at the door. Gripping the keys tighter, she unlocked it and walked inside her shop. My shop!
    She heard James behind her but she carried on upstairs. It was much smaller than her flat. She found herself in what would be her living room. Across the hall, there was a small bathroom and next to it a small kitchen. Stairs led up to the next floor with a bedroom that had an old fireplace, and a window seat. It might be small, but there would be plenty of room for her and Teazle.
    "Are you going to use this for storage?" Her forehead furrowed at his question as she turned towards him.
    "For the shop," he said, as though to clarify.
    She shook her head. "No, this will be my bedroom."
    "But… what about your flat out by Stydon."
      As she understood what he meant, she laughed. "I can't afford the rent on that place as well as this. I'll be living above the shop to save money." The look on his face made her smile. He probably had no idea about having to save money or worrying about meeting another month's rent payment. He probably didn't even have to pay rent on his cottage.  
    Wouldn't that be a nice situation to be in?
    ***
    James stared at her as her words sunk in. She was going to live there. They were standing in her bedroom. And there went that dream again, as he imagined all the inventive ways she could pay the rent in order to save money. His lip twitched up, as did his dick, and he tried to think about tax returns and not Vicky on her knees in front of him. "I didn't realise. This is a huge day for you, then. I should buy you a drink to celebrate."
    He watched as her eyes widened in surprise. Yeah, he was surprised when those words had come out too. But he wanted to celebrate with her, he really did. "What do you say? A celebratory drink at the pub?"
    She didn't look convinced and he expected her to say no, but then, slowly, she nodded and smiled at him.  
    "That would be nice, thanks."
    He stood outside the shop, hands in his jeans pockets, as she locked up, and held the keys out to him.
    "You're going to need those. They're yours."  
    She wrapped her fingers around them and they headed away from the shop.  
    It was a short, quiet walk down the street to the pub. He held the door open for her and followed her inside. Not surprisingly, for an early Monday evening, it was quiet. John sat at the bar, in his usual spot, the same stool on the end, and James tensed.  
    The last time he'd seen him was when Matt had dragged him to the pub and Vicky had made her dislike of the Altenbury name clear. Right around the same time, John had become a little too friendly with Vicky for James's liking. John looked up as James walked past him.
    "All right, James. Is Matt coming in?"  
    James kept walking, resting his hand an inch away from the small of Vicky's back. He wasn't sure how she would react to what could be seen as a possessive touch, but he just wanted her to keep moving.  
    "Not sure, to be honest, John."  
    Vicky looked back over her shoulder, but he kept walking until they were at the other end of the bar. James leaned against the bar, angling his body in towards her so his back was to John, blocking her view. He ordered their drinks and then led her to a table for two in the corner. Once they had settled into their chairs, he lifted his pint in a toast. "To a fresh start."  
    He hoped she realised he meant them