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I'll get you another. It's your celebration, after all. Plus, you need to be saving every penny now."
    She huffed out a half laugh. "You're right. That's what Emma said when I texted her earlier. Well, that and offering Matt's services."
    Coughing around the last sip of his beer, he looked at her through watery eyes. "That's my brother! Exactly what services has Emma been offering out?"
    She couldn't help but laugh. The Altenbury's had a sense of humour; who would have thought? "I hope you're not being rude, James! His furniture removal services, of course. What were you thinking of?"
    "Exactly that," he said with a wink as he stood and headed off to the bar.
    She laughed as he walked away and her gaze dropped to his denim-clad arse. Just tight enough to show off what he had, which was a very fine arse indeed. Okay, enough alcohol for Vicky after this one.  
    She couldn't think like that since they had to work together. He may have given her Spinner's Cottage, but he could take it away again just as easily; she'd be wise to remember that.  
    James placed another glass of wine in front of her, and she smiled in return.  
    The rest of the evening passed in much the same way, and she realised she'd really enjoyed herself after her shitty day at work.
    Steve walked over to where they sat and clapped a hand on James's shoulder. "How's it going?"
    "Good, good. You?"
    Steve waved an arm around the pub. "Too bloody quiet, but what can you do? Can I get you anything else?" he asked, smiling down at Vicky.
    She shook her head as she realised the time. "No, thank you. I need to get home." James shook his head and Steve wandered off back towards the bar.  
    "Thank you for tonight."
    "My pleasure," he said, standing when she did.
    "I need to get back for Teazle."
    He followed her outside and she turned to say good night.
    "I'm not going to let you walk home on your own. Not when you've been out with me, anyway."
    Vicky laughed but stopped when she saw he was serious. "James, I live five minutes out of the village. It's a walk I've been doing since I was a child. I'm sure I'll be fine on my own."
    He stared at her, his eyes intense. "I'm walking you home."
    They stood there, staring at each other in a kind of standoff until she gave in and, with a huff, said, "Fine." She started down the road towards home, James alongside her, both of them quiet. When they reached her flat, she stopped outside but could hear Teazle excitedly scratching at the door. She looked up at James, about to ask him something, but she wasn't quite sure what.
    He took a step towards her and she took one back, finding herself pressed against the wall. He put his hands on the wall, one on either side of her head, bringing him closer to her.  
    His gaze met hers for a long moment. Is he asking permission? Waiting for me to make a move? Kiss me. Please kiss me. His head lowered, and his warm lips met hers. She let out a small moan as she pushed off the wall to get closer to him. Looping her hands around his neck, he pressed himself against her and it was hard—literally—not to notice how much he was enjoying it. His tongue traced across her bottom lip, and she flicked hers out to meet it before he sucked hers into his mouth.
    She twisted, trying to get closer, to get… more. But then he was pulling back from her as she tried to slow her breathing, panting at him. She glanced up at him. His lips glistened in the dark, and he smiled at her. His hands had never left the wall, and he leaned back in to gently press his lips to hers again before dropping his hands. He shoved them in his jeans pockets and stepped back.

Chapter 6

    He had shoved his hands in his pockets before he did something he regretted. They stood, staring at each other, until she asked, "Do you want come in?"
    Oh, do I ever. But he didn't think she was asking him that . "No. Thanks, but I should get home."
    "Oh… Okay." She turned to unlock her door.
    "Good night, Vicky."
    She glanced over her