Page 99 of My Ruthless Neighbor

After Archer defeated me… sorry, let me rephrase it. AfterIlet Archer win our little unofficial race, I was about to fall on the pavement as I had predicted.

My body had given up on me. My legs had turned to jelly.

I remember descending down, down, down as if in slow motion, my hands not even flailing, they were that tired.

Just when I thought I would have to kiss my modeling career goodbye, a hand shot out and gripped my elbow, saving me from kissing the hard ground.

It was a perfect Korean drama moment. The only difference is, that my Korean hero was missing.

He was an all-American guy with a sunny smile, blue eyes, and dark hair. He helped me to the park bench and handed me his water bottle.

He was sweet and caring. And from his compliments about my eyes to the flirtatious little touches, it wasn’t hard to figure out that he was interested in me.

So why did I not feel anything? It’s like I’m broken beyond repair or something.

A good-looking guy was into me. Showed signs that he was into me, actually went all the way out and asked for my number, and there I was, thinking about every excuse under the sun to politely decline him.

Why? Because I didn’t want sweet talkers and sunny smiles. I wanted my grumpy neighbor with his sexy frown and growled warnings.

That’s why such close proximity with another handsome hunk right now does nothing for me.

“That was great.” Mason grins. “Let’s take five.” He says and I happily rush toward the two smiling faces. My favorite people. Hannah and Raleigh.

“How did I do?” I waggle my eyebrows.

Hannah chuckles and pulls my cheek playfully. “Like I expected you would. Amazing.” She glances at Raleigh. “Told you my choice is the best.”

“Never doubted it, princess.” He tells her then shoots me a grin. “Summer look! We are twinning today.” He runs his hands over his leather jacket.

“Yeah! Let’s take a picture.” I suggest.

“Good idea.” He takes out his phone and begins snapping selfies. After a few seconds, he tugs Hannah so that she is curled at his side.

We force her to make funny faces. She does it reluctantly, chuckling throughout the time.

“You guys are taking selfies without me?” Brielle gasps dramatically.

“Join in.” I wave her over.

She bounces over, her purple box braids flying. “Babe, get over here!” She calls her girlfriend, Nina.

Before I realize it, half of the crew is now surrounding us.

Raleigh walks a few steps forward so his phone could capture everyone. Right before he could click, Mason interjects with a smile. “Is there still room for us?”

Mason and the hot model are the only ones left out.

“Of course!” I grin.

Mason walks toward our group. “My husband, Lucas often complains I don’t send him behind the scene pictures.”

Raleigh smirks. “You might want to switch places with Brielle.”

He frowns. “Why?”

“You want Lucas to see you standing next to Freddie?” Raleigh points at the male model.

His eyes widen. He runs his fingers through his blond hair. “Fuck. Thanks for the heads up, man.”

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