it. He seemed to hold my hand for longer than necessary or maybe that was my imagination or wishful thinking. Roman owned a nightclub in London, The Midnight Lounge. It sounded like a swish place. He enquired whether I was settling into my new home well and was there anything he could do to help make it any easier?
Oh yes, you could put an end to a year of frustration, I thought as I smiled and told him no thank you everything was fine but thanks for the offer. His gorgeous lips curled seductively into a smile and he stared straight into my green eyes just as though he’d heard my thoughts. I know he couldn’t possibly have but his eyes told me a different story. I swear I blushed. Hell, if he’d heard... I gave myself a mental note just in case he was somehow telepathic or something, not to think naughty thoughts around Roman Price. Well, you never know, do you?
Roman had a son called Connor. His age was around fourteen. The same age as my daughter. I asked about his wife. I thought it rude not to enquire if he had one. Besides I had to check before I got my hopes up any more than I already had done. So much for my resolve not to get involved with men ever again after my divorce. I wasn’t really serious about finding another man but I needed to know if he was attached for future reference, just in case. I had never seen a woman at the house.
“No, I am not married. That is, not anymore. My wife died two years ago in a car accident,” he told me quietly.
“I am so sorry,” I said slowly feeling guilty I had asked.
“We moved to England for a change and to start again. I have a lot of family in England so it was easy,” he informed. “And my brother Julian already lived here in Peachum so this is where we settled.”
He changed the subject very quickly after that. I felt awful for him. As if a man like him would look at me. I could dream. He began talking about the other neighbours. All the time he was talking I couldn’t take my eyes from his. They were so hypnotic, drawing me in until I felt lost inside them. It was unnerving but exciting at the same time.
The other neighbours sounded friendly enough but I have to say I rarely see them. They often have parties and are having a belated New Year’s one at Roman’s house. He wants me to come and bring my daughter. I thanked him for his invitation, I would be there but my daughter had already left to stay with her father for the last two weeks of her holidays. Then he started to leave. I was about to make a quick exit when he suddenly stopped and turned back to speak to me again.
“ Are you feeling all right, Amanda? You look a little pale?” I was surprised by the way he seemed to scrutinise me for signs of illness. “There is a nasty bug going around. If you need a doctor, my brother is a Consultant at the local hospital. He lives with me at the moment and he would be able to give you a check over, if you wanted,” there was real concern in his voice.
“I think it’s cold. I’ve just got a headache. Thank you for the offer but I will be ok.”
“Well, make sure you get some rest. Oh by the way, if you need anything or you get frightened by something at night, give me a call. Living at the end of the street next to the woods like we do can be a little frightening at night when you are on your own,” he smiled.
“I’ll be fine,” I t old him surprised. I could look after myself. “But again, thanks for the offer.”
As I spoke he took his wallet out of his inside pocket and removed a card. He handed it to me.
“Here is my number. If I can be of help do not hesitate to call at any time,” he was determined not to take no for an answer.
I nodded. He flashed me a warm infectious smile. I said goodnight and walked back towards the house noticing that he stood by his car watching until I was safely inside. What a gentleman! Sneaking a