Roman took a look around and nodded satisfied. He had stayed up all night from Friday to Saturday to unpack and the house looked like a home already. He didn't feel tired though. He had gotten through the night on coffee and red bull. He knew he would turn in early this evening but for now he wanted to introduce himself to all the neighbours on the street. It seemed like the right thing to do.
He locked his front door and moved to the house next to him. He rang the door bell and waited for the door to be opened. When a woman with medium brown hair and emerald green eyes opened, he almost forgot that he had to speak. She was absolutely stunning. She held on to the door while she eyed him suspiciously.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Right, sorry," he chuckled nervously. "Hi, I'm Roman. I just moved in next door and I wanted to introduce myself."
"Who sent you?" She asked.
"Sent me? I don't think I understand," he said.
"Whatever they said I'll do, I won't do it," she said.
She began closing the door but he grabbed it with his hand and stopped her.
"Okay, I'm totally lost here. No one sent me and I'm not sure what you're supposed to do. I just wanted to introduce myself," he said.
She sighed and looked at him, clearly debating in her head whether or not to trust him. He just looked at her, hoping she would make the right call.
"I'm sorry," she finally said. "Can we start over?"
"Sure. Hi, I'm Roman. I just moved in next door," he gave her a warm smile.
"Sierra," she said.
She reached her hand forward and he grabbed it and shook it. Her skin was warm and he couldn't help but hold on to her hand a second too long before getting a hold of himself and letting go.
"I take it I'm your first stop," she said.
"How do you know?" He asked.
"The fact that you show up without expecting anything. If you had met any of the other neighbours, you would either have stayed away or wanted something," she answered.
"And what would I have wanted?" He asked.
"You'll learn soon enough," she sighed. "I'm glad I got a chance to at least see your smile once. After you've gone through the rumour mill on this street, you don't wanna socialize with me again."
"Let me make that decision," he said.
"Of course," she smiled sadly. "It was nice meeting you. I better get back inside and do... stuff."
"Nice meeting you..." She closed the door before he could finish the sentence. "...too."
He frowned and looked at the closed door for a few seconds before finally turning around to continue to the next house. He wondered why she was so distant. She seemed cold towards him, yet she also seemed like someone who longed to be near someone. He knocked on the next door while he continued wondering about her. It didn't take long for another brunette to open, this one was taller and not as stunning as Sierra.
"Yes?" She asked coolly.
"Hi, I'm Roman. I just moved into no 3. I'm walking around introducing myself," he said.
"So you're the new guy," she clicked her tongue and smirked. "The phones have been glowing all day yesterday with gossip about you. I'm Nikki, by the way. My husband is John but he's not home right now."
She extended her hand and showed the diamond ring that glistered in the sun.
"You've met many so far?" She asked.
"Just Sierra," he answered.
"The neighbourhood slut," she frowned. "If you're ever in need of getting your dick sucked, you can always count on her."
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"She used to be someone we all liked until she came on to Dana's husband Dolph two years ago. She tried getting it on with him in their own garden during our yearly street party. Needless to say she didn't get invited last year and she never will again," she said.
"Okay," he said stunned. "I better keep going. I'm still unpacking and I just quickly wanna meet everyone."
"Of course. And next street party is next Saturday. We're hosting this year. Come around 6 and bring a dish," she said.
"I'll see if I can make it," he said.
He gave her the best smile he could muster, knowing it wasn't a real one, and then walked out of the driveway. He cast a look towards Sierra's house while he moved on to the next house to introduce himself. She hadn't come across as a slut to him. If anything, she had tried telling him the opposite when she had said she wouldn't do it. He just hadn't known what she meant until his little conversation with Nikki but he was pretty sure now what she had been trying to say.
