CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR – LATE TO WORK AGAIN

Well, she couldn't waste any more time gawping. Spinning on her heel, she raced for the foyer, grabbing her shoes as an afterthought and cramming her stockinged feet into the wildly impractical heels. Throwing caution to the wind, Scarlett flung open her front door, already mentally bracing for a dogfight with morning rush hour traffic. Only to pull up short at the figure loitering casually in the hallway. "Well, well, good morning, gorgeous." Milo Decker, her grossly over-tanned and under-qualified neighbor leaned nonchalantly against the far wall in a greying undershirt. His smarmy grin instantly set Scarlett's teeth on edge as he openly raked his gaze over her disheveled appearance. "You're looking a little...frazzled today." "Not now, Milo," Scarlett snarled, squaring her shoulders as she tried to sidestep the odious lech. Unfortunately, he oozed in front of her, blocking her path with a lupine smirk. "Hey now, what's the big rush? You got a hot date or something to get all pr