sorry for the delay everyone! the Rona decided to hang out at my house the last couple weeks but we are all on the mend now. I switched pov for this chapter but don't worry I'll be switching back. I just couldn't come up with something to write otherwise. A-N-Y-WHO here's the next chapter.
Chapter 2
The feel of her hips under my hands as I reached out to steady her after our collision had my mind blank in a second. Her face was flushed with the rush of adrenaline and her hand was over her chest in an idle effort to still her quick beating heart. Fluttering lips delivered insults and questions to my presence here and I couldn't focus my attention long enough to hear what was being said.
She turned her back to me and gestured for me to follow. I couldn't help but notice her state of dress as I quietly moved down the sidewalk not far behind her. I assume we are going to the pool. It was a warm day and the early morning would provide some privacy for her to relax without being bothered. Oh how my Sara loved her privacy.
My Sara.
Sara wasn't even mine and yet I can't help but call her so. That's is what I am here to find out though. I hope I'm not too late. Her words of warning flashed through my mind and made me queasy. It took me too long to come to terms with what I felt for her. It was not my place to ask her to give this old man a break. She deserved better, younger men who could offer her so much more. But, then again, here I was walking behind her down the sidewalk to the community pool at the apartment complex.
The last several years working alongside her was just enough to keep my desire to be near her satisfied. That was until that lunatic threatened her life. Trying to control the grimace on my face, I looked up to the sky to, once again, ask a silent question to the heavens as to why I couldn't just go on with my life without being so uncontrollably in love with someone so young, so lively, so stubborn, so irritating, and so beautiful.
I tripped up behind her, smashing into her again, as she stopped to unlock the gate. Well, I guess we're going to find out where we both lie with our feelings toward each other. Maybe, if I'm lucky, I won't be immediately cursed and kicked out. Maybe, If I'm lucky, she would accept my white flag and agree to be friends again. Maybe, if I'm lucky, she will say she loves me too.