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Lou Novella stood on the lawn and looked out at his new two story victorian. He sighed and picked up the last of his box off the edge of the moving van. This was his new life, the begining of a new honest life. It was a shame really considering his past and the things he had done, but he couldn't do it anymore. One last hit and things got bad, so he bailed and he did the one thing that a man in his line of business was never supposed to do. He was a snitch, a stoolie, a dead man if anyone he knew back in Chicago ever found him again.

Now he lived in L.A. as part of a relocated construction company. His name was Jake Elliot and he was taught how to hide his Italian accent and sound more... stupid rednecky. His Italian accent was easier to mask with a southern sound. So that's what they chose to have him me. The fucking feds, he was a pet of the fucking feds.

Maybe it was all wrong, everything about his life. All wrong all fucked up and worthless. He should have just off himself and been done with it.

He unpacked most of his things. He cut up the boxes and lugged them out around the side of his house. It was then that he saw her, a woman in the yard next door. She bent over a little rose bush, trimming the wild leaves that grew. She was stunning, beautiful, and exactly Lo....err Jake's type. He wasn't going to say hi, it was against the rules for him to involve himself in anyone other than the people he absolutely had too to get by. At least for the first six months or so, until the Feds could be sure he was hidden.

He set his flattened boxes by the trash cans and turned to go back into his house when he glanced back she was looking at him. She took off her gloves and waved, Jake smiled and casually waved back, "'Ello." he said in his new accent hoping he didn't sound inbred or retarded.
 
Daniella had noticed the moving truck next door while she was having her morning coffee. Apparently someone had finally bought the home next to hers. Hopefully it was going to be someone at least a bit more interesting than the rest of her neighbors. The snotty and country club set weren't really her style. After her coffee was done she headed outside to work on her garden. Every now and then she would watch the guy haul things in, and from the looks of it only one person would be moving in.

Halfway through her gardening Daniella tossed off her gloves and waved to what she assumed was her new neighbor. Good looking and young, oh the bored housewives were gonna eat him alive. Walking over to the fence she held her hand out. "I'm Daniella. Welcome to the neighborhood." She was never one not to be friendly so of course she was going to give him a warm welcome to the neighborhood. Without looking she already knew the resident gossip hounds had spotted the moving truck and were on the phone spreading the word.
 
Jake smiled and took her hand, it was soft yet hot from the time in the glove and at work, "Howdy I'm L...Jake. Jake Elliot." He told her, trying very hard not to roll his eyes at having to say howdy. The FBI had taught him how to have a new personality and help himself be a completely different guy from who he used to be. Any hints that he wasn't what he seemed were a big no-no. One slip could mean that the mob would find him and if that happened things would really go downhill.

So he smiled and hid his repulsion from his new identity and shook her hand. "Seems like a nice neighborhood yeah?" He asked trying to be polite. All he wanted was to go inside and finish unpacking. Tomorrow morning he was to report to Al Lincoln's construction as a new guy. Jake smiled at the thought of his first day, if they asked him if he could handle concrete he was going to burst with laughter.

"I should probably get back inside to finish unpacking. I've got a lot of shit in there." He said, stepping away. Daniellea sure was a beautiful woman though. If only he could get her in bed and see if she knew how to use that body of hers.
 
"Its not too bad once you get used to the neighbors," Dani said as she looked around. Jake seemed nice, but there was something more there. When he mentioned he had to finish unpacking she nodded, "No problem. I just wanted to say hi and welcome to the neighborhood. Don't be surprised though when the official," she made big air quotes, "welcoming committee stops by at your door." She shook her head, "They aren't bad, just a bit annoying, even by L.A. standards. Feel free to stop by for coffee though."

Dani turned and went back to her flowers. Putting her gloves on she started placing flowers in their designated spots. Once again she did find herself watching Jake. Christ he had a nice body. "He's not even moved in yet and you're already drooling, get a grip girl," she muttered to herself. Her last few relationships had been train wrecks upon train wrecks and she wasn't about to go three for three.
 
An hour later the welcoming comity did arrive. Jake opened his doors to cheers and claps, and his arms were stuff full of welcoming gifts like pie, a cheese plate, a bread basket, and a dozen muffins. Welcome to the neighborhood have fom diabetes! The woman were all clearly bored housewives with nothing better to do with their time than bother other people. Still Jake put on his nice face, and fought not to go get his baseball bat. They seemed nice enough, but he did notice a few of the women eyeing him up and down with delighted looked as if he was the best thing they had seen in years. Never had he been so openly oogled before. It was odd.

He thanked them and shut the door. After they left he decided to get rid of the welcoming shit, so he instantly thought of Daniella next door. He walked over with all the crap in his arm and rang the doorbell. When she answered he saw a knowing smirk twitch across her lips.

"They umm...They came and gave me a bunch of garbage. You want any of this? Cause I'm just gonna throw it out so they can't poison me with homebaked goodies." He offered thrusting the display of stuff toward her.
 
"Oh come on its not poisoned. And besides when's the last time you had a woman cook for you?" Dani let him in and then closed the door behind her. "They'll calm down...eventually. I can probably find someone who could use the food, but take my advice, the muffins are actually pretty good. Katy may be a bitch, but she can bake." She laughed a little, "Would you like something to drink? I could tell you more about the neighborhood. Realtors tend the miss the finer details, like women who'll throw themselves at you because their bored and unfulfilled or are just looking for something hot to rub in their husband's faces."

Dani really was trying not to just laugh at the mental image of what she knew had happened and the look on Jake's face when he came to her door. With her it had been a nice and cool welcome. With him? they had probably fought to see who got to the door first.
 
Jake shook his head, "I haven't had a chance to get anything done in the house. I still need to find my sheets for bed tonight." He explained, tucking the gifts back against his chest. "Thank you though, maybe after I get settled a bit yeah?" He turned and walked back to his house, dropping the gifts into his trash bin as he walked past it.

Great, just great. He was supposed to keep a low profile, supposed to keep to himself but these women wouldn't let that happen it would seem. How did he get relocated into the Desperate Housewives neighborhood. The last thing he needed was women throwing themselves at him. Unless he wanted to be the neighborhood asshole though, he was going to have to play nice as best he could. Within a week they would have him become the neighborhood handyman he just knew it.

Everywhere he went he was the handyman. Although in this town it would be handy with tools rather than handy with making people disappear. He thought about it as he unpacked, perhaps he could get used to being a nice guy for a change. Helping people rather than killing them. It was a welcome thought, he would much rather unclog a drain than stuff a body down one. On that thought maybe he would go over and ask Dani if she would like to join him for dinner or something.
 
"That's fine," And just that quick was gone. Jake seem very much the sort of guy who liked interaction on his own terms. Dani still was having a hard time getting a read on him. She didn't know if it was him or just how he had acted so far. There was also the way he talked, it didn't quite match his accent. Shrugging it off, Dani went to open a bottle of wine and then started making something for them to eat.

Since this was just casual Dani also only took a quick shower and put on a clean pair of jeans and a take top.
 
After he had unpacked most of his stuff Jake took a shower in his new bathroom. The water was perfect and the pressure was fantastic. He got dressed in a soft button up shirt and a pair of jeans, making him look very cowboy like. The whole new waredrobe was a part of changing who he was. As he had unpacked his shit he began to think that maybe a new life was the way to go, and reather than fight it, he should simply embrace it. Let himself become this Jake Elliot guy and see what kind of a life he could have just being a regular guy who lived in a quiet neighborhood where there wasn't the fear of being shot at or stabbed from an alley everytime he went somewhere.

He walked across the lawn to Dani's place and knocked on the door. When she answered he said, "Hey I was just going to get a bite to eat, I thought you might like to join me, maybe tell me all the hidden dangers around here I should know about or what have you." He said with a smile, taking her in. God she was built like a wet dream, she had to be some kind of model or something.
 
Dani smiled at him, "Well you are in luck Jake, I just happened to have a bottle of wine and some food ready." She laughed at the look on his face, "Don't worry your virtue is safe with me. You'll have to blame both an Italian grandmother and a Greek one for this. Can't have guests over and not feed them. its nothing much, but you're more than welcome to it."

And by not much she meant some warm crusty bread, a salad, stuffed pasta with homemade red sauce and some left over tiramisu from the other week.
 
Jake grinned when he learned of her family. A genuine Italian girl, now wasnt that a royal treat. She was even a cook, or could cook whatever, the food smelt great and authentic. Jake was getting an erection and it wasnt because she was a hot ass bitch. He followed her into the dining room where the meal was set like she knew he would be over.

He smiled, "Wow an Italian girl making a real Italian meal. Cant say i dont like that." He sniffed and moanex, "oh doggy, I think I moved to thr right neighborhood." He laughed, jolly and deep. For the first time, he was actually liking his new life. Perhaps things werent as bad as they seemed.

They sat at the table and Jake sat back as she served him, like an Italian woman should. There wasnt a true Italian woman in the whole world who would dare let a man handle the food. The one female role Italian women never thougbt about giving up during this ages feminist revolt was the kitchen. Cooking and feeding their famiky was in their blood so deep routed in their DNA that nothing would change it. Which was good mostly because Jake could barely work a microwave.

He took a bite of the stuff pasta and moaned. Italitan food! Good lord how he missed this. "How are you not a taken woman Dani, this is amazing."
 
Dani smiled, she liked cooking for others and she didn't get to do it often unfortunately. Jake was appreciative and for that small moment she saw the real him. Despite his name he was clearly Italian, and probably couldn't cook half as well. "If you think this is good you should try my Greek."

Sipping her wine she fought to keep the sadness and anger out of her tone and face. "Just never found anyone worth dealing with." Not in the wedding vows sense anyways. Over dinner she filled him in on the neighborhood. "As I said before they aren't bad, but some of them are your typical bored housewives. You're handsome, and you're single. While they may have been born into or married into the country club set, they are still women after all. But to give you a heads up, Kathy, Rebbecca and Mary are the ones you really need to watch out for. "

For dessert they moved into her living room. It was filled with only a handful of family pics, in all of them Dani was at least 10 years younger than she was now. "So what brings you to our little neck of the woods?" Dani forked a small mouthful of Tiramisu into her mouth. The food had done a lot to relax Jake, which was nice.
 
Jake enjoyed the food and ate until the food was gone. He wasnt a fan of leftovers and he would eat until he popped if someone didnt stop him. It was one of his weaknesses. Dessert was in the living room and it was as good as it looked. Jake leaned back on the couch and took his time with it.

When she asked him about himself he found himself resighting the bio he was given upon entering the program. "I work in construction. Used to work out of St. Louis but the work out their dried up. I did a bit of searching online and found a company out here that looked promising and applied. They hired me and offered me a sizable raise so here i am. Starting to be happy about it too, the house is great and the neighbors...well they seem oftly friendly." He gave her a world class smile.
 
"Do you have any family?" Dani asked setting her plate down? There was more to him, than just work, but it wasn't her place or her business to go digging and prying into the life and business of a man she barely knew. Even if he was good looking and definitely worth fucking several times. She didn't know why she had asked about family, considering how much of a sore subject that was for herself, but no taking it back now.

When he frowned she laid her hand on his arm, "its ok Jake, trust me I know how bad family can be sometimes. So got any girlfriends?"
 
Jake tensed when she asked about family. He hadnt quite memoried that part of his new bio, he was still learning it and he didnt want to make shit up only to have to change the story later to fit his cover story. She must have sensed this and instead put a hand on his arm and asked about girlfriends.

He laughed deep and heavy, "Ive only been here less than a day. I might be good looking so you say, but i am not that good looking." He told her with a grin. "Though I think you might be releaved to hear that I am a free man."
 
"If I were looking I might be tempted to take you up on that." Dani cleared their plates and refilled their glasses. "I really hope you like it here Jake. Its a nice neighborhood." She ran the cold glass between her hands and she studied him. "You know I see you more of a suit and tie guy over construction, but you know what they say about books and their covers."

She stretched against the back of the couch with a soft yawn, "Excuse me." it had been a long day and a good meal always did put her in the mood to take a nap afterward.
 
Jake tensed, she was reading him to easily and he didn't like that. It was like there were chinks in his fake id. Which in a lot of ways there were, he could pretend to be this construction guy but in truth he knew he would never quite fit that mold. Though it wasn't like he could come out and say 'you got me I'm really a former member of the Vinetti family as a professional killer.'

He shrugged, "I used to wear suits back in the day when I sold...insurance. I hated it though. I like using my hands, building things, fixing things."

He glanced at her yawn and nodded, "You know what I am bushed too." He stood slowly and set the plate on the table. "Thank you for a wonderful meal, anytime you want to cook for me I will definately be there to eat it." He smiled and gave her a gentle rub on the knee.
 
Dani laughed, "Your mother should have taught you how to cook." She got up and walked him to the door. "I am glad you enjoyed it though. Have a good night and I guess I will see you around the neighborhood." Dani watching him head down her driveway before she closed the door and leaned against it. Oh yeah Jake was definitely a guy she could like. A lot.

She cleaned the kitchen and living room before eventually heading to bed. Maybe she could give him the benefit of the doubt and not lot her past and her own wariness cause her to miss an opportunity. Maybe.
 
It took Jake another couple of hours to unpack clothing and bedsheets before he was ready to fall into bed. He spent the whole time thinking about Dani. Maybe this new life would let him have a relationship for real. Without the danger and without having to work that his girl would end up involved in whatever nasty shit that got him. Here there would be no mob hits, no guys threatening him and his.

With Dani there was a chance that she could simply be his girl. They could see movies, take walks, have dinners, make love, all without fear that some car with a gunman would appear out of the night. He fell asleep dreaming of the possibilities.

Jake was at work early the next morning. He was part of a crew building a new housing track not fifteen miles from his new house. He found peace in the work, peace in creating something rather than violence. By the time he came home he was wearing only a tanktop, his body covered in sweat and his muscle pumped to maximum definition, but he felt great. He wanted Dani to see him like this. All pumped and sweating like a man. She would be all over him. But he thought about the other women in the neighborhood and thought it best to get inside quickly.
 
Dani went about her day, some grocery shopping and more yard work as well as stopping by the cafe for a few hours. The little shop was her other passion since it gave her the chance to cook and feed others. After stopping at the bank to make the cafe's deposit, she headed home. After changing into her work out gear Dani slipped in her ear buds and started jogging around the neighborhood.

By the time she finished her jog the sun was starting to fully set. As she came around the block at a slow clip she sat Jake out on his doorstep having a beer. Dani waved at him before slowing down to a walk, and going to talk with him. "Enjoy your first day of work?"
 
Jake liked the breeze his proch gave him. It was insanely relaxing being able to sit on his porch without a care in the world and simply enjoy a beer. No stress no nothing. He smiled to himself as he saw Dani jogging toward him. She wore a sports bra and skin hugging shortie shorts. She looked good enough to eat, with her hair back into a ponytail like it was.

He held up his beer and said, "Was nothing that a cold beer cant cure me of." He gestured to the empty chair beside him. "Care to join me? I got plenty of beer inside."
 
"Sure, just let me put this stuff inside," Dani nodded to him and then headed into her house. After freshening up, because there was no way in hell she was going to go over smelling of sweat and baked goods, Dani headed back over. She'd traded the workout clothes for a pair of shorts and a tank top. "You look like you've had a hard day of work."

Taking the seat next to him and the offered beer, she sat back and relaxed. After a sip Dani asked, "Get all settled in? Moving is always a pain, if its not the unpacking its getting rid of the boxes and making sure everything is the way you like it."
 
Jake shrugged and said, "I am used to living kind however thing are. I unpacked and just set things up for the most part. Finely arranging things dont matter much. Maybe i need a woman to come in and spruce up the place." He chuckled. "As for the job...it will be fine. I like building things and the boss doesnt seem like too much of a dickhead. So it will be good."

He glanced at her, "What about you? What do you do to make those dollar bills?":heart:
 
Dani heard the 'odd' speech pattern of his again, but she ignored it. She sipped her beer, "I run a cafe downtown. Nothing really fancy or anything like that, just good food from scratch and some really good coffee and other drinks. Opened it not to long after I moved here, needed something different in my life that wasn't boring and something I actually liked doing." She'd worked hard for her cafe, to have something that was completely hers and didn't involve her family. Or at least one half of it.

A few kids when skating down the street. Seeing Dani they waved and she waved back. A sporty red Corvet came around the other corner and Dani sighed, "Here comes trouble."

The blonde woman behind the wheel stepped out of her parked car. She was ok, if you like them tall blonde, plastic tits and a fake smile. At least in Dani's opinion. "That's Kathy," Dani gave Jake a heads up as the walking pair of tits, they were at least a DD, started walking their way. As usual the 32 year old woman was wearing a tight pair of jeans, heels and a top that looked like structural failure was imminent with each breath she took.

"So you're the new neighbor. Jack right? Hi I'm Kathy. Kathy Dale." Kathy held her hand out to Jake and bent over more than she really needed to do.
 
Jake glanced at Dani and raised his eyebrow, "Trouble?" The woman that got out of the car was amazingly plastic and fake. Even from the street he could see she was more modified than a Barbie doll. "How does she not melt in the sun?" He asked Dani before the woman came into earshot.

As the woman came toward them Jake stood from his seat like a proper gentleman. She greeted him and he tried to keep his eyes from glancing down at her tits nearly popping from her top. Not that Kathy would mind him looking, in fact she was probably hoping he would glance at her chest to give herself hope and maybe an opening to try for Jake later.

"Howdy." gag "Nice to meet you." He told her with a smile, keeping eye contact. She smelt like a rubber band and Jake tried to hide making a face. "Thanks for the welcome."
 
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