This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is in Alex’s POV.
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Had it been a mistake to let Leonie stay in his house?
The rattling of cooking pots downstairs reminded him that it was close to dinner time. Following the smell of a wonderful home cooked meal, he joined his parents in the dining room only a few minutes later.
“Perfect timing, darling.” His mother placed a dinner plate in front of him when his father held up a bottle of red wine.
He gave his dad a quick nod as he picked up the cutlery. “Thanks, Mum. Nothing like a nice roast and vegetables.”
As Hans poured the wine, he asked, “Have you heard from your lovely guest resident?”
Alex coughed, the last piece of carrot stuck in his throat. “What do you mean, resident?” he croaked in between more coughs. “She’s a visitor that’s all.” He blew out a breath as he leaned back into the chair.
“What’s wrong, son?”
With a quick move, he gave a shrug. “Nothing really. I talked to Jenny. Can’t put my finger on it. It’s just a few comments she made.”
His mother took a quick sip of her wine when she waved off his worries. “She’s always been jealous of the women in your life.”
He cocked a brow, unable to reply to her comment.

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Alex headed upstairs in his parents’ house to his old childhood room. A chuckle escaped his lips as he took in the freshly made bed with the old racing cars sheets. The walls were still covered with the posters he’d hung up as a child. Of course, his mother asked him during every visit whether it was time to change the room, but he declined. He liked the memories it brought back to him. Writing crime books, he enjoyed the simple innocence the room represented.
He threw his bag on the two seater sofa in the corner before he reached for his phone.
“Jenny. How are you,” he asked when she’d answered the call.
“Hello Alex. How are you? I heard you’re in Tassie. Coming this way, too?”
He sat on his bed and crossed his legs as he leaned against the headrest. “I’m okay, probably coming over depending on how long Leonie is staying.”
“So who the hell is she?”
Surprised by the tone in her voice, he blinked a couple of times before finally explaining, “Met her today on the way home from the airport. Long story. I take it she’s arrived safely.”
The brief pause in the conversation made him curious and he was about to ask, when she replied, “Yes, she’s here. All safe and sound, enjoying the view on the porch. I’m thinking about heading over with a bottle of read later on.”
“Where’s hubby?”
“On the road. I’m desperate for some company.”
He chuckled. “Enjoy the red. I might head over once Leonie moves on.”
“Well I hope that’s going to happen soon.”
Again, taken aback by her comment, he said his goodbye and hung up. Staring out the window, he recalled his conversation with Jenny.
Had it been a mistake to let Leonie stay in his house?

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Her phone buzzed and while still distracted by the towels, she answered without checking the ID.
Once she heard the voice on the other end of the line, she wished she had, though.
“What do you want?” she asked, without really wanting to know. She should just hang up right now, because the last thing she wanted to deal with was Tim. He’d cheated on her, as far as she was concerned there was nothing to discuss.
“Your mum told me you’ve left for some holidays.”
Anger seeped through her as she stepped over to the window taking in the amazing view across the ocean. How could her mother tell him about her travels? She hoped that her mother had been quiet on the location. Tim rocking up at her doorstep was the last the she wanted, or in fact needed.
“I’m having some alone time to think things through.”
There was a brief pause, and she was about to hang up when Tim suggested just above a whisper, “I’m sorry, darling. I truly am. How about I join you and we can talk about it?”
The first tears trickled down her cheeks. It hurt so much, but she knew there was no going back. How would she ever trust him again? How would she ever feel like the one and only in his life? It’d taken a couple of beers and an opportunity for him to land in her best friend’s bed while she’d been away for the weekend with her parents.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she finally replied. “You made your choice, you have to live with it. It’s time to move on.” And to emphasise it, she added, “Move on with separate lives.”
Without giving him a chance to respond, she disconnected the call and returned to the kitchen. It was time for a nice cup of tea and sit on the porch to let the sound of the sea calm her. Heal her. Inspire her.

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What the house lacked outside, it most certainly made up inside. Leonie ambled along the hall way closer to the lounge room. It was furnished cosy, yet very modern. The big screen TV at the wall next to the big bay window caught her attention.
She let out a soft chuckle. “Boys and their toys.”
Everything was kept in a cream, light brown colour. The couch matching the same tone, the carpet was slightly darker coloured. She stepped a little further and peeked into the kitchen. And no surprise here either, everything was modern, same colour scheme as the lounge room, with the electrical equipment in a shiny silver. Over the next ten minutes she discovered the whole house was designed the same way.
She found the spare bedroom upstairs. Mrs Hamill had done her best to make her feel welcome indeed. The bed smelled of fresh sheets, a vase with fresh garden flowers decorated the small table near the window, and she’d left some towels and face washers on the bed. Leonie rose her eyebrows. The towels were bright red, the facewashers an odd green, and although cleaned and nicely folded, in the scheme of things, looking old and well used.
Her phone buzzed and while still distracted by the towels, she answered without checking the ID.
Once she heard the voice on the other end of the line, she wished she had, though.

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Then again, what had she expected?
And why was she surprised? After all, she’d had one curveball after the other thrown at her. She followed Jenny’s gaze towards the horizon. It was a picture perfect view and although the house didn’t look like much, she couldn’t wait to spend a couple of days here. Even if it was just to sit on the verandah all day.
She turned and met Jenny’s gaze. “At the moment, I’d give anything for a nice shower.”
“Right,” she replied. “Of course.” She reached into her pockets and pulled out a couple of keys. “Here you go. This one is for the front door, the garage, and the third one is for the gate at the back.” Then she retrieved a little piece of paper. “My number is on here. Call me any time. My husband is on the road at the moment, so if you feel like company, I’m happy to share a cup of tea … or a glass of red,” she added with a grin.
“Thank you so much. I appreciate your help and your offer. And I have a feeling I might take you up on the offer.”
Jenny left, and Leonie ambled towards the front door. It was the lucky last key that finally opened the door and when she stepped into the house, she held her breath for a couple of beats. Again, not what she expected.

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“You must be Leonie.”
She shot around and almost bumped into a young, possibly mid-twenty year old woman. Leonie’s initial thought was that it must’ve been Mrs. Hamill’s granddaughter.
“Yes, I am,” she finally replied, holding out her hand.
The young woman reached out and gently shook it. “Nice meeting you, Leonie. I’m Jenny Hamill.”
“Nice to meet you, too. I assume Hans Mattys has contacted you.”
Jenny let out a soft giggle. “Yes, he has and so has Alex. Apparently your holiday so far has been a nightmare and I’ve been instructed to make your stay as comfortable as possible.”
With slightly raised eyebrows, Leonie asked, “Are you Mrs. Hamill’s granddaughter?”
The woman’s soft giggle turned into a bark of laughter. “I’m sorry. I know that was rude. Just to clarify, I’m Mrs. Hamill. Alex and I’ve known each other since high school. When times got a bit tough, he helped us out financially and in return I look after his house over here.” She paused and looked out across the ocean. “However, I have to say, letting someone else stay here’s a first, so please let me know what you need and consider it done.”
Leonie’s shoulders rose and fell with a deep breath. It wasn’t what she’d expected. Then again, what had she expected?

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“Insecure teenager,” Hans helped her finishing her sentence.
“Oh, for Pete’s sake, you two. Give me a break. Books or no books, I’m still me. I’m still Alex Mattys. Why is everyone treating me differently just because of my books.” Before they were able to reply, he stormed off as he added, “Dad has Mrs. Hamill’s number if you’re still interested. Do as you please.”

Chapter Two

A whoosh of relief rushed through Leonie when she finally arrived in Binalong Bay late afternoon. Hans had given her one of his car and promised her to return the rental the next day. Why she’d agreed to it, she had no idea, but at that moment she had simply wanted to leave, wanted to get away.
Her intentions were to have a break, have some time away from family, friends, colleagues and … and Henry. Especially Henry. She blew out a breath, parked the car in the driveway of the address she’d been given.
After Alex had stormed off, his father had been more than helpful. He’d communicated with Mrs. Hamill as well as given Leonie the keys and directions. She’d been close to turn down the offer, but she didn’t have any other accommodation. Her plan was to stay for a couple of nights until she would’ve found something affordable close by.
Why on earth did she decide to come here? Why didn’t she stay in New South Wales?

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“Very vivid imagination. Even as a kid. Nicest guy you could meet, though, in real life.”
Leonie stared at him. “Crime books?”
He lifted his shoulder in a slight shrug.
“Bestseller?”
“I’ve been lucky.”
“And very humble,” his dad muttered.
“What’s your name again?”
Alex cocked a brow. “Does it make a difference in regard to your decision?”
She shrugged. “Not really. But, I mean, I’ve never met anybody famous.”
“Again, does it make a difference?”
Pulling her brows into a frown, she countered, “Got anything to hide? Or fame doesn’t sit well with you?”
Moving Hans’ hand off his chest, he asked, “Want to stay at the house or not?”
Leonie looked at his dad and then met his eyes again. “So, let’s get this right. You’re Mr. Nice-guy, but as soon as people find out who you are and what you do for living you turn into…”
“Insecure teenager,” Hans helped her finishing her sentence.

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“And Alex is no criminal, either,” his father added with a smile.
Alex chuckled.
“Not in real life anyway,” Hans added quickly.
Eyes wide, Alex stared at him in disbelief. “Why would you say something like that?”
Leonie cleared her throat and took a step back. “More importantly would you mind explaining? Needless to say it’s not something a woman wants to hear when making a decision whether or not to stay at the criminal’s house.”
The old man’s laugh was deep and rich. “I’m talking about the books.”
Alex looked at Leonie, who, judging by the blank expression on her face was lost in the conversation. He rubbed his hands over his face. That was one of the last things he wanted her to know. It’d been the cause of his problems with Patty. Money. Fame. For him, it was a by-product of what he loved most: writing books.
Leonie gently tapped on his upper arm. “Care to explain?”
With raised brows, he let out a pent up breath. “Do I have to?”
She tilted her head and placed her hands on her hips. “It would be nice, considering that I was about to accept your offer. Why would your dad say something like this?”
Hans stepped closer and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “My apologies. It was a proud dad moment, assuming everyone knows. Our Alex writes crime books and has had a few of his books in the bestseller lists.” He let out a little chuckle. “Very vivid imagination. Even as a kid. Nicest guy you could meet, though, in real life.”

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Alex looked at his dad who gave him a slight nod. He knew it was supposed to encourage him to jump over his own hesitation and offer his house again.
There was silence, and a moment of hesitation. Alex studied her out of the corner of his eye before he inhaled deeply.
He’d always hoped to have something similar to his parents’ relationship. Their love for each other, their understanding of each other, but also their trust in each other. Alas, it hadn’t been meant to be for him and Patty. Her only interest in him was his next pay cheque. And despite his parents’ reassurances not all women are the same, he still had his doubts.
Leonie hauled him back from his thoughts. “Anyway, I think I’d better get going, so I might get to Bridport after all before sunset.”
Alex met her gaze. Hesitated, but repeated his offer after a little nudge from his dad, “The offer still stands in regard to staying in Binalong Bay. I’ll let Mrs. Hamill, my neighbour who’s looking after the house while I’m away, know and she’ll get it ready for you.”
“I can’t—”
“Yes, you can. It’s safe and free.”
“And Alex is no criminal, either,” his father added with a smile.

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