So glad you are liking this story hopefully I don't disappoint.
The sun creeped through my curtains and woke me up. I lazily stretched and a small smile crept across my face. That was until the events of last night played through my head.
New neighbour, rude neighbour - that would be me. The apologetic me and then rude neighbour - him this time - interrupting me and then making me think of things I shouldn't.
You know what, nope it's not gonna spoil my first holiday off in years. I got up and stretched whilst thinking of what I could do. I have two weeks off from work and I wasn't gonna waste it.
I dressed in some comfy shorts, a tank top and my favourite sneakers. Today was a beautiful day and I planned on spending some of it in my garden. It sorely needed tending too.
With my gardening gloves in hand I made my way outside with a smile. Today was gonna be a good day.
Well that's how it started out. My garden consisted of a paved area which housed my lawn furniture and a small barbeque. Then there was a small grass area with various flower bed's around the edge. The fence was the only thing in my garden I didn't like. It was too small. I could ignore it when the neighbour next to me was away. However, now I have a neighbour on each side, I think I should spend some of the money I have saved to get some new fences put up. Taller ones.
Just as I think that, my new neighbour decides to come out into his garden shirtless. What I imagined about his physique last night did not do him justice. He was ripped!
I shook my head and made a beeline for my flowers. I set about trimming and re arranging. So, lost in my task I didn't feel someone watching me until I sat back and stretched.
A chuckle made me jump. I looked back and there he was. Leaning on my too short fence and smiling at me.
"What!" I demanded. My back was hurting and I was in no mood to be distracted by random unwanted thoughts.
He chuckled again "are you gonna tell me what you find so amusing?" I asked.
His eyes roamed down my back and it made me shiver. I didn't like the feelings he was enticing in me from just a look.
I stood up and started to make my way back inside, I needed a break anyway. "Why are you going inside?" he asked with that smile still on his face. I stopped and placed a hand on my hip.
"I was going to get a drink, if you must know" I said in annoyance. "No need" he said as he stood up and walked away. Curiosity filled me for a moment and I walked forward.
I was now the one leaning on the fence, his garden was the same size as mine. Parts of it was a little unkempt, the part he was walking to was paved like mine with a barbeque.
Except it had several units, he was knelt in front of one now. Whilst his back was turned I decided to look him up and down. The muscles in his back flexed as he moved. His ass padded out quite nicely in his cargo shorts.
I quickly averted my eyes when he stood up and walked back towards me, with two beers in his hands. "You have a fridge, already suited up. You only moved in last night" I said.
He smiled as he handed me a beer, the beer was cool and smooth as I took a sip. "I got the house done last night and I've been doing my garden this morning" he explained. His eyes looked me up and down again as he leaned on the fence.
I suddenly felt very underdressed. Why did he have to look at me like that? His arms flexed as he moved to take a sip of his beer. I didn't know what to do or say so I went back to my flowers trying my best to ignore him.
"Would you like some help?" he asked. "No thanks" I said. I wasn't sure why I was being bitchy again to him. After all he was only being nice.
I looked back and he was no longer leaning against the fence. Guess I scared him off. 'Good!' I didn't want to start anything with anyone ever.
It didn't take me much longer to finish with the flowers, I couldn't help but peak at what he was doing when I stood up. That was a bad idea.
Paul was in the process of digging some weeds I think. His chest and arms were covered in sweat, it was dripping down his body. I stood entranced as his muscled flexed and ripped.
I was imagining watching his sweat roll down his muscles whilst doing some other activities. Mainly with me and in my bed or his.
He caught me staring, I quickly went inside and shut my door. Oh god! He caught me staring. How could I have been so stupid.
I decided today wasn't the day to spend outside. I went into the kitchen and looked for something to eat.
My mind struggled to stay focused on something as simple as making a sandwich. I almost cut myself twice. It didn't help when a knock on my back door made me jump a third time.
I had a dreading feeling that I knew who it was.
Now do I open the door? I hesitated for another minute. Until another knock made me move.
There he was still shirtless and stood at my door. "Yeah" I asked trying to sound as unaffected as possible. He smiled "you left your beer" he said as he held out the beer he had given me.
I took it and as my hand gripped the bottle he stepped forward into my personal space. I was overwhelmed with his scent.
A deep aroma of wood and something very male came off him in waves.
I quickly took a step back and he followed. I turned around unable to be in full view of his very naked chest. I moved towards the counter where I had been attempting to make my sandwich.
He came up behind me, I could feel his heat. I just stood there, my hands rested on the counter. I was finding it hard to breathe.
His hands came to rest on the counter too. Enveloping me on all sides.
His head lowered to my neck, I silently cursed my morning choice of having my hair tied up. I could feel his breath on my skin and it sent chills down my spine.
Did I want him to do something or move away? I couldn't decide. His very presence was confusing me. I had spent so much time pushing people away. This guy was changing that. I found myself wanting him to move closer but at the same time move away.
"Bella?" he asked in a whisper. It was so close to my ear that I involuntarily shivered. His hands moved from the counter and ghosted up my waist.
"What do you want me to do Bella?" he said as his hands stilled just below my chest.
"Stay or go? Continue or move away?" he asked.
What do you think? Should she tell him to stay or go?