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CHAPTER SIX

CASS WAITED OUTSIDE the front door of the cottage, her heart playing racing games. This really was commitment, finally having her own place. Then again, she supposed, she was only renting. Real commitment was buying your own house—and having a husband and kids and the whole package. She stepped back, panic rising like a tide. What was happening to her? Perhaps she’d better just get back to the B and B and forget all about putting down roots.

She heard a vehicle approaching down the narrow grassy lane, and by the time Bill Munro’s Land Rover appeared she had regained her composure. She was renting, that was all. Everyone had to have somewhere to live, and there was hardly anything too binding about a six-month lease.

The vehicle ground to a halt, and she saw Bill’s smiling face through the driver’s door window. “Evening,” he called, waving a key at her.

“Hi.” She smiled back as he jumped out and headed for the front door.

He turned the old-fashioned key in the lock and the door swung open. “There you are then,” he announced, ushering her inside. “Your new home. I’ll leave you to get settled, but if there’s anything you need, just call me.”

Cass stepped into the cottage, breathing in the aroma of polish and the heady scent of the roses that grew around the front door.