I Fell for My Daughter-in-Law’s Grumpy Neighbor, but Thanksgiving Exposed the Terrifying Truth About Us

Where?”

“Tonight at seven. My house,” he said without turning back.

The rest of the day was a flurry of preparation. By seven sharp, I stood at his door, my heart unexpectedly fluttering. When he opened the door, his expression was as grim as ever.

Inside, he gestured for me to sit at the table. Not even a pulled-out chair—some gentleman.