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Zac shrugged. ‘Would that be so bad?’
‘I… I don’t know.’ Would it? They were only a small team here at Meadowfield Reserve and she was just worried it might… She shrugged and laughed. ‘I guess I’m just worried they’ll think things will be awkward if we break up.’
‘You’re thinking about breaking up already?’ He frowned.
‘No, no. I just mean, if we do, then they’ll worry things might be strained in the team, that’s all.’ Polly gripped his hand tighter. Breaking up was the last thing she wanted to think about.
‘Okay, well, we can keep it quiet for now, if you’d prefer?’
‘Thanks.’ Polly reached out and cupped his cheek. ‘I promise you one thing, though, and that’s that I’m not thinking about breaking this off. We’ve only just started and I’m excited to see where things go.’
‘Me too.’ Zac grinned.
Hearing the creak of the door, Polly jumped back, her hand whacking the edge of the table as she did so. Grasping it in her other one, she looked behind her. ‘Everything okay, Declan?’
‘Yes, yes. I just seem to have misplaced my pencil somewhere. You’ve not seen it, have you? The blue one with the little rubber unicorn on top. My granddaughter gave it to me for my birthday and every time I see her, she asks if I still use it at work.’
‘Do you mean the one behind your ear?’ Zac pointed to his own ear.
Bringing his hand to the side of his head, Declan found the pencil. ‘Ah, that’s where it’ll be, then. Thanks.’
‘No worries.’
Holding the pencil up, Declan nodded before leaving again, closing the door quietly behind him as he did.
Still gripping her hand, Polly laughed. ‘Ow, that hurt.’
‘I bet it did. It did make quite a crunch.’ Zac chuckled as he held out his hand for hers before lifting it to his lips.
‘I guess that’ll teach me for trying to keep secrets from the rest of the team.’ Polly grinned. Perhaps she was being overcautious, but only time would tell, she supposed.
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‘Polly, can you grab Rolo before he gets to the door, please?’ Vicki screeched as she ran across the office.
Looking down, Polly watched as Rolo sped across the threadbare carpet before dropping to her knees and cupping her hands around the small creature.
Rolo, who had grander adventures on his mind, jumped over the wall of her fingers and continued to head for the open door.
‘Not today.’ Taking two great strides, Zac reached the door before Rolo and shut it quickly before squatting down and picking the small rat up. ‘One day, but you’re still too young to be able to fend for yourself in the big wide world.’
‘Thank you, Zac! I tell you, this little one is going to turn my hair grey if he carries on like this.’ Vicki walked across and held her hands out as Zac carefully transferred the little Houdini. ‘Come on, Rolo, Uncle Zac is right. You’re still too little to go and live in the reserve. Not much longer though, I promise.’
Polly turned as her ringtone rang through the office and, seeing David’s number rolling across the screen, she snatched it up. Standing up, she walked towards the door. ‘Sorry, I just need to take this.’
‘Estate agent?’ Zac mouthed at her.
Nodding, Polly slipped outside into the foyer and held the mobile to her ear. ‘Hi David. How did it go?’
‘Ah hello, Polly. I’ve got to say I was rather impressed by the amount of work you’ve done this weekend. The decluttering and the decorating are excellent and it’s made all the difference.’
‘So what did they say? How did the viewing go?’ Polly crossed her fingers, hardly able to breathe.
‘Good, good. They’ve only gone and put an offer in on the place, haven’t they?’ David’s voice boomed down the line.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Polly grinned. ‘They want to buy it? The flat has sold?’
‘They’ve put an offer in.’
