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  Neighborly Love

  Accidentally Married Billionaire Romance

  By Ellen Hutton

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  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author’s imagination. Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18.

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  Synopsis

  Taylor is highly successful and one of the youngest neurosurgeons to graduate from her class. Now that she has her career and she’s set up a home and a business for herself, she wants to find love and start a family. Things get off to a rocky start when her parents try to set her up with one of their friends’ sons. She finds herself thinking about her neighbor who is a notorious playboy. When she decides to give herself to him for a night of passion, the experience is nothing like she expected, and she finds herself falling for him. What will she do when Conner isn’t willing to commit? Will she accept what he’s willing to give, or will she hold back in hopes of finding a man who is willing to give his all?

  Conner has lived a messed-up life. So far, he’s happy healthy and he does what he wants. His new neighbor, however, is nothing like he had ever encountered. She is bright, beautiful, and smart. When she worms her way into his life, he finds himself changing for the better. The only issue is that she changes his world and he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Will he give in to the woman he loves or will fear lead him to make the greatest mistake of his life?

  CONTENTS

  Copyright 2018 - All Right Reserve

  Books by Ellen Hutton

  Synopsis

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  About The Author

  Bonus Story: Home Lust

  Bonus Story: I Found Love

  Bonus Story: Trapped in Mind

  Bonus Story: Bright and Red

  Bonus Story: Doctor in The West

  Chapter 1

  Taylor rolled the last of her suitcases into the house and shut the door. With a huff, she pushed the luggage against the wall and walked into her new home. She had been working on it for over a year and now she was finally able to move in. She looked around the living room and at the muted shades of green she had chosen for the space and smiled. It was such a fulfilling feeling to know that she finally owned her own home. She had been living in apartments in the city for three years since leaving the med school. Her parents had begged her to let them buy her a home, but she had declined over and over again; this was something that she wanted to do for herself.

  Throwing down her handbag, she walked over to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Inside, she found a few bottles of water. The thought hadn’t occurred to her when she went to pick up groceries.

  “Ugh!” she said aloud in the empty house.

  Grabbing her bag, she decided to head down to the local grocery store to get some things to last her a few days. As she walked out of her house, she noticed a car pulling into the driveway next to hers. The car looked brand new and fancy, but she didn’t expect anything less in this community. Although it was her first house, she had invested in it so that she could live in one of the more upscale communities outside the city. Her parents wouldn’t have approved of anything less.

  Taylor looked up at the man who got out of the car and noted how handsome and tall he was. It wasn’t every day she walked by men like this. Before she could wave hello, a woman stepped out of the car and practically threw daggers her way with her eyes. Taylor kept her hand by her side and got into her car before she made enemies with her new neighbors.

  At the corner store, she was surprised to find it well stocked with all the brands she liked. Down the dairy aisle, Taylor saw an older woman with short black hair chasing a toddler. The little girl was running towards her and so she reached down to catch her and swing her up off the floor.

  “Oh dear,” the woman said, rushing towards her with a thankful smile. “She’s going to be the death of me.”

  “She has a future in running,” Taylor replied smiling down at the little girl as she handed her over to her mother.

  “Hey, I’m Paige,” the little girl said, extending her hand for a handshake.

  “I’m Taylor” she replied. “I just moved in.”

  “Oh, my gosh,” the woman said with a brilliant smile. “You don’t mean you’re fifteen?”

  “Yes,” Taylor replied. “I’m fifteen.”

  “I’m 17” Paige replied, “We’re neighbors.”

  Taylor couldn’t believe her luck. She knew making friends in this neighborhood would be hard because most persons were professionals and so meeting her neighbor on the first day was a welcome surprise.

  “I’m so glad to meet you,” she said. “I didn’t think I’d get to see any of my neighbors for at least a week.”

  “We didn’t think we would ever see you,” Paige said. “We heard you were a neurosurgeon.”

  “I am,” she replied, “but I have my own practice now, so I have a bit more free time.”

  “That’s so nice,” the woman said. “You’re so young.”

  Taylor blushed. She was twenty-seven, but it was still young for someone who had spent over seven years studying. The trick was that her parents had enrolled her in med school when she was eighteen. It was difficult at first, being the youngest in the group, but it became easier once people noticed that she was getting the highest grades in her courses. Although she didn’t make many friends, she came out on top and earned every possible award in the process.

  “I started young,” she replied. “I always wanted to become a doctor.”

  The woman began walking towards the trolley she’d been pushing and motioned Taylor to follow her.

  “Well, you’re one of the lucky ones,” she said. “I’m thirty-three, a housewife, and I’ve never felt happier.”

  She flashed Taylor a smile and Taylor didn’t doubt it. Her mother had once told her that it’s a woman’s choice to be whatever she wanted to be; whether a housewife or the leader of the world.

  “Sometimes I wonder if that’s what I should have done,” she joked

  “Oh no! It is terribly boring so
metimes,” the woman replied. “Are you married?”

  “No,” Taylor replied

  She hadn’t even had a proper relationship. All through school, she had been dedicated and focused. In university, she had tried to date but when the relationship almost cost her a grade, she gave it up and swore off dating. She had no idea what it was like to have another person in her life and now that she was getting older, she was beginning to wonder how she would get out there.

  “You can’t be a housewife without a husband darling,” Paige said with a chuckle. “I mean besides the title, you die of boredom without someone to attack the moment they get through the door.”

  Taylor laughed at the way she described it.

  “Poor Charles can hardly step through the door before I’m all over him,” she said. “Charles is my husband, by the way. You’ll like him. He’s an investment broker.”

  “I can’t wait to meet him,” she said, trying to envision what Charles looked like. If he was anything like the investment brokers she knew, he would probably be chubby with a bald spot in the middle of his head.

  “We should have dinner sometime this week,” Paige said, grabbing a carton of milk and plopping it into her cart. Taylor did the same. “Maybe tomorrow.”

  “Oh no, I’m having my parents over tomorrow,” she said. “They came into town to see the house and so I’m making dinner.”

  “Oh, that sounds wonderful,” Paige replied. “Wednesday then. We can make a night of it and I can invite some of the other families in the neighborhood.”

  Her mind went back to the man and woman she had seen earlier, and she thought to ask Paige about them.

  “What about my neighbor on the other side?” she asked. “I saw him and his wife earlier.”

  Paige laughed, and it was such a surprise that at first, Taylor wondered if the woman was choking.

  “You mean Conner?” she asked. “That’s not his wife. She’s the flavor of the week, or last week if I estimate right.”

  “What do you mean?” she asked.

  Paige stopped in the middle of the bread aisle and turned to look at her.

  “You really have no idea who that man is?” she asked.

  “No idea” Taylor replied

  “He’s a basketballer,” Paige said, “a very scandalous one at that. He brings all these women around and then by the end of the week, they’re gone. The longest I’ve ever seen one staying was a month and that was because she kept coming back with different colored wigs.”

  Taylor looked on incredulously. She could tell that Paige loved this topic. If her knowledge of gossip was up to date, there was a possibility that this Conner was a popular topic of discussion in the community.

  “I don’t watch sports.” She said.

  “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll have you up to date on everything you need to know about that man.”

  She was about to tell Paige she didn’t need to know anything when Paige waved a dismissive hand in front of her.

  “Don’t worry, don’t worry. You’ll know everything you need to know to deal with that man soon enough,” Paige replied.

  Taylor resigned herself to hear what the woman had to say if only to get a foot in on the neighborhood gossip. This was another reason she wanted to move to the suburbs. In the city, she didn’t know the people in her building. Everyone had been so closed off that it felt like moving from the sterile hospital to her sterile home. She wanted the ‘community feeling’ and she knew she could get it here.

  Together, they continued to shop, and Taylor learned that the persons living across the road from her were both high-profile lawyers and their neighbors were authors. She got the entire rundown of everyone on their street just as she shopped. She took notes of names and careers so that she could have topics for the dinner she had coming up with her neighbors. By the time she was done and heading back home, the community took on a different light. She was eager to begin her life there.

  Chapter 2

  Conner threw back another shot of whiskey without blinking.

  “Baby, come back to bed.” He heard someone call from somewhere in his house

  He let out an exasperated sigh and went to his room to check it out. He was losing track of the women coming in and out of his life, so he didn’t think it was strange that he didn’t recognize the overly tanned, platinum blonde sprawled on his bed. What was her name? He asked himself.

  “Tammy,” he said triumphantly as he remembered where he had met her.

  “Tammy from the carwash,” he whispered under his breath

  In the light of day, she had looked more shiny and interesting but the longer he looked at her, the more flaws he could find. Why was it that he couldn’t find the perfect woman? He wasn’t looking for a genius or even a woman that interesting, just someone who didn’t bore him to death.

  “Come over here, Conny,” she said

  He grimaced at the sound of his name butchered.

  “It’s Conner,” he managed through the foggy haze of his intoxication.

  “I like Conny,” she said, trying to say his name seductively. Instead, it came out a bit childish.

  “Yeah,” he said brushing it off, he was wondering how to get her out of his bed and out of his house.

  “Aren’t you going to show me your best moves?” she asked, popping uncovering her naked body from under the sheet.

  He tried to conceal his laugh but in this state, he could hardly control himself. They had done it three times since he arrived earlier today, and he just wanted to sleep now.

  “It’s late,” he said. “Why don’t I call you a cab?”

  “A cab?” she asked. “I thought I would stay here tonight?”

  “Oh,” he said. “I actually have plans.”

  The lie came effortlessly as it should because he did it so often.

  “You didn’t tell me about going out,” she replied, eyeing him skeptically. “I would have gotten clothes to change.”

  “I told you,” he said. “Maybe you forgot.”

  He found that telling women they forgot something usually worked for him.

  “Maybe I did,” she said while sliding off his bed and gathering her clothes that scattered on the floor.

  “I’ll call the cab,” he said.

  “No problem,” she replied

  He called a cab. Luckily, there was one close by that could make it in less than five minutes.

  “We should get together again,” she said as he walked her to the door.

  “Mmmhm,” he replied, wondering if he should change his number now or after she called him a thousand times.

  “I call you,” she said as she opened the door.

  He walked her out to the taxi to ensure she was safely away before walking back towards his house. For a minute, he thought he must have forgotten something but as he approached the door he couldn’t figure out what exactly he had forgotten. He reached for the knob and turned it but the door wouldn’t open. It was then that he remembered the locksmith telling him to always walk with his keys when he went outside because the locks were malfunctioning, and he was likely to get locked out. He swore and slammed his hand against the closed door. It was almost midnight and he could almost guarantee that his holier-than-thou neighbors were inside enjoying their domestic bliss. Walking to the side of the house, he attempted to open the side-door that led to the garage. It didn’t budge. He gave up and tried the back door, but that didn’t budge either.

  “Shit!” he exclaimed.

  He looked next door and saw a light flickering on inside his new neighbor’s home. He had seen her earlier, but she hadn’t taken the time to say hello after Tammy had thrown herself at him. He looked over and saw her walking around in her kitchen. He cursed, knowing that it was either he tried to get her to let him in, or he would have to sleep in the woodshed that night.

  He walked around the shrubs that separated their houses and towards the front door. He rang the doorbell once and waited.

  “Who’s th
ere?” came a soft voice on the other side.

  “Ah, it’s Conner,” he said. “I got locked out of my house. I don’t have keys or a phone and I’m wondering if I could crash here tonight.”

  There was silence on the other side before the door swung open. He was a bit surprised to see the woman standing on the other side. She was tall and statuesque with curly blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She looked at him with complete disapproval and he could tell it must have been his robe. He had dragged it on before going to the door.

  “Do you need to call someone?” she asked, putting one slender hand on her hip.

  “I have locksmiths coming in the morning to fix the problem,” he said. “I was just wondering if I could borrow your couch for the night.”

  The way she raised her brow told him he could not borrow her couch for the night.

  “You can have the guest room,” she said as she stepped away from the door, “but I must warn you that if you try anything, I am a neurosurgeon and I know how to paralyze you with my pinkie.”

  He paused for a moment, wondering if she was joking. When she stopped and turned to face him, he knew it wasn’t a joke.

  “Umm, I’ve never forced a woman against her will ever,” he said proudly. “I don’t need to regardless; they usually come willingly.”

  She gave him a wry smile and he wondered if he was wooing her or if she was laughing at him. Either way, it didn’t matter as long as he didn’t have to sleep outside that night.

  “Follow me,” she said. “Do you need pajamas?”

  “I usually go nude,” he said. “It’s the best way to sleep.”

  “In that case, you do need pajamas,” she said. “I have my parents coming in the morning. I don’t need your junk all over my sheets.”

  He chuckled a bit at how plainly she put it.

  “You moved in today,” he said. “I saw you earlier.”

  “So did I,” she replied. “You’re not entertaining tonight?”