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My Hot Neighbour(3)

“Ah... but this is different, huh? That was lace, this is silk. A whole different story.” I joke

He laughs saying, “Oh, yeah? I didn't get it at all then.”

“Men are always like that.” I comment. We smile at each other. He drinks his coffee and then says goodbye.

“Ah... I didn't introduce myself. I'm Paul.” he shakes his head at missing out a proper introduction.

“Hello. I'm Eliza.” I raise my hand towards him for a handshake.

“Like Eliza Doolittle... That’s nice. I'd like to be your Pygmalion.” He comments, leaving me speechless.

We shake hands and when we touch, a strange sensation arises inside me. Something I can't explain. I accompany him to the door and there I stay, my head slightly in the clouds. Then I realise that time is flying too far off to prepare dinner. The roast takes at least two hours to cook and John will be home in an hour. Yikes.

When I'm late I just make a mess, but I hope I'm not making some trouble. I start to prepare, preheat the oven, cut the vegetable
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