Chapter 1
You're In My Bush!
He's taunting me.
I know he's taunting me.
He knows he's taunting me.
The way he's walking around with his shirt off is driving me crazy.
His abs are so tight, intricately sculpted, and very lick worthy. I want to drag my tongue across every ridge.
He's so hot, so beautiful and, if my assumptions are right, he's probably hot in the sack.
This is funny coming from me. I know absolutely nothing about the sack, or anything that goes on in it, seeing as I'm still a virgin.
I suck. I mean, really, who's still a virgin at twenty-four nowadays? Me. That's who.
The only time I ever came close enough to getting my taco glazed was the night at Angela Weber's sleepover, when I was seventeen, which turned into a massive party. The same sleepover my dad forced me to go to. To this day he thinks I don't know about his little rendezvous with Shelley Cope that night. I mean, he all but drove me to Angela's house...but enough about that.
Oh God, he sees me. He's looking this way.
I need to hide. Fuck, these bushes aren't tall enough.
I crouch down.
I hold my breath.
I count to twenty and hope like hell that he just walks away.
Maybe he'll think I'm crazy. The crazy chick next door.
That might be a good thing.
I could act slightly nutty.
I hear a crunching noise.
I get down farther and screw my eyes shut.
Please don't see me…please don't see me…
The crunching stops.
I open my eyes and that's when I see them, tips of toes. I trail my eyes up a little farther and see a set of hairy legs, and tight calves.
It's him.
It has to be him.
I draw in a breath, willing the embarrassment inducing debacle to disappear.
And just as I suspected…
"Do you always hide behind bushes?"
Well...I think Bella needs a new hiding spot!
Sunflower Fanfiction, thanks, bb!
And to my pre-readers, Artemis Leaena and Heather, you guys rawk!
Okay...so what did ya think?