His Greatest Treasure

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Oliver Bateman is a jerk.

Its been a decade since Ive seen him last, and while time has been generous with his outrageously good looks, it wasnt kind to his attitude. He was born grumpy, so I dont know why I expected our first meeting as adults to go any differently than our final goodbye as teenagers.

The only thing worse than him not recognizing me is being stuck as his neighbour for the foreseeable future. We dont get along in the slightest, and even my daughters infatuation with him cant keep my temper from flaring when he purposefully pushes all my buttons just to get a rise out of me.

Yet even as I remind myself of that, its obvious that I havent had anyone bring this type of reaction out of me in years. It feels almost as good as the first brush of his hands on my skin and breath on my lips. He brings me out of my shell and reminds me that Mom doesnt have to be my only label.