Chapter 3

Jack arrived back home after his walk, now with more on his mind than he had had when he had left his house earlier on. He didn't know who she was, because he had never noticed her before, but he felt strange. He felt different and he couldn't explain it. Now all he could think of was her.

Martha walked back slowly to the house. She was trying to sort out her feelings. She didn't know what it was about him but she was feeling something that she had never felt before. It excited and scared her at the same time. She arrived at the front door of her house and sighed preparing herself to continue the act again.

"Jack! Lucas! Come on let's go and welcome the neighbours!" shouted Tony. Jack and Lucas both entered the living room and groaned.

"Dad do we have to?" asked Lucas.

"Yes! Now quit with the whining guys." Tony replied firmly as he walked out of the house. The boys had no choice but to follow .

Minutes later they arrived in front of the newly inhabited house. Jack could swear that he could hear arguing going on inside but he ignored it. After all Tony and Lucas hadn't seemed to hear it. They knocked on the door. A man came to the door and smiled. Tony was first to talk.

"Hi, we noticed that you're our new neighbours and we thought we'd offer our services if you need us to help move furniture in or anything."

"Wow, that's kind! My name is Chris and I've moved here with my fiancée Martha." He opened the door and let them in.

"Just excuse me a minute." Said Chris and he quickly rushed into one of the bedrooms. He saw Martha sitting on the window ledge looking out of the window, caught up in her own thoughts.

"Martha, come meet our neighbours." He whispered ushering her out of the room, but just before she left he grabbed her wrist.

"Be nice." He said patronisingly. Martha just gave him a filthy look.

The two of them entered the front room and Martha let out a little gasp. She recognised jack as the guy on the beach. The guy who, as soon as she had seen him, had given her butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't believe that she was going to have to act all lovey dovey with Chris in front of him. She couldn't believe that he was their neighbour.

Jack looked in disappointment at Chris's fiancée. The girl who he had met at the beach; the one who he had admired for her beauty; the one who had broken his heart by crying. She was engaged? He could understand, she was gorgeous but he couldn't believe it. More to the point, he didn't want to believe it. His mind was now starting to go through their first encounter. Had she not felt it too? The electricity that passed when they touched. He had sworn that he saw some other expression in her eyes apart from hurt; one of longing. But now there was no way that he would ever get to see whether there could have been something more.