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Gnawing my lip I eventually let go of him and turn to head up the stairs. His dense footfalls behind me, plus that feeling from last night all tingle up my spine with every step I take.
He’s about four steps behind me, taking his time and I feel those eyes on me, watching what I know is my ass moving around inside my sweats.
Again, I’d normally feel like dying from embarrassment, but with Noah; with that feeling last night, I feel like I could do anything as long as it scratches this itch I’ve got deep inside me.
“It’s just through here,” I announce, turning and bumping into him at the top of the stairs, gasping as both my hands press against his rock hard body.
“Are you alone?” he asks me sternly, looking down at me. I notice he didn’t bring his tools either.
Instead of being scared, I’m thrilled, proudly telling him I am alone.
“All by myself,” I whisper hoarsely, feeling like my hands are stuck just like when he took mine into his a moment ago.
“Good,” he murmurs, and my hands slide down as I turn away, I have to before I squeal out loud and beg him to do something, anything to me.
I think of my Dad again, about the whole Preacher’s Daughter stigma. But what Noah doesn’t know doesn’t need to matter, right?
The moment I do turn around, I’m looking at both the air unit and the open window which houses it, plus the huge Cypress tree in our yard.
The same tree that was in Noah’s hair.
I freeze on the spot, a familiar shudder gripping my whole body as I somehow just know it was him watching me last night.
That it was he who was and still is giving me this magical feeling inside.
I’m almost too scared to turn around now, now that I know his secret.
Now that I know he’s the man who saw me naked, saw me struggling not to play with myself.
Saw me laying naked on my bed all night, doing who knows what.
I only have one question to ask: how long was he watching? But Noah seems determined to maintain his act as the repairman, and who am I to try and stop him.
“Uh, did you try plugging it in?” he asks, stepping past me and bending down. The fine view of his strong back tapering down to his taught behind is enough to make me gasp again.
I feel dizzy, suddenly, like I need to sit down. I stumble back, letting myself catch the edge of my bed.
“Umm… yeah I tried plugging it in. The fan was on last night so I so-,” I blush.
“Yeah, I know,” he says, almost chuckling to himself.
And we both freeze.
The silence between us so great I can even hear the clock ticking on the mantle downstairs. It feels like even the birds have gone silent at the realization.
“I mean… because it’s plugged in here. That’s what I mean,” he says firmly to correct himself without turning around.
But now I do know.
It was him.
It is him, and he’s in my bedroom.
Only steps away from the bathroom floor I imagined my mysterious fantasy man to be stuffing me from behind on.
I want to ask him if he makes a habit of climbing trees to spy on lonely girls when the doorbell chimes again, making us both jump a little.Chapter FourNoahI never did get to finish my climax, falling from the tree was probably a blessing in disguise. Now I know I’m saving it for her, all of it.
Spending the night up a tree isn’t my idea of fun either, but the truck’s only a little more comfortable, plus it’s the only way I could make sure I kept an eye on her all night.
I didn’t sleep a wink and I don’t feel any worse off for it either, far from it. I’ve never felt so alive, more invigorated in my entire life.
Nor have I ever had such a raging hard on either, how long is it before they say to get to a hospital when it doesn’t go down?
All night, through a light storm I watched her, catching glimpses of her full nakedness with the lightning and making out the rest of her only as a shadow until the gray morning light.
She’s a busy sleeper, or maybe just a heavy dreamer. If I wasn’t watching over her, I’d almost think she had someone else in there with the number of noises she was making.
Drives me wild with desire for her, and I can’t wait to stake my claim. She’s more important to me now than the case even.
I actually left it at the bottom of the tree half the night before even remembering it and carrying it back up with me, tucking it in a thick branch while I watched her sleep.
