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But, as I scanned the area around me, I didn’t notice anyone.
Wondering if I was crazy, I went back to the music, adding a few of my lyrics to the tune. It was similar to the one I played for Erin, and I thought about what she said about my singing. I didn’t think of myself as a good singer, and I would be thrilled to find someone else who knew what they were doing. I wanted to make it in the music industry, but I accepted that I might not be the face of the record I produced.
And that was fine with me.
I just wanted to make it with my music, and so far, it didn’t seem that was going to be in the cards for me.
The more I played, however, the more I was convinced someone was watching me. I wasn’t sure where that was coming from, but the longer it went on, the more creeped out I felt.
“Whoever is watching me needs to stop creeping and come to where I can see you,” I called out.
My voice betrayed me. I had hoped to sound confident and assertive, but I felt my voice came out in more of a nervous plea than a direct command.
Still, it had the desired effect as my neighbor—Gavin, as Kim called him— stepped out from beside the stone wall and stared at me.
“I didn’t know you played,” he said. His tone was flat and even, making it impossible for me to read any inflections in his voice. I wasn’t sure if he was criticizing me or if it was a compliment, but after the way things had gone between us before, I was immediately defensive.
“What’s wrong? Do you hate hearing people play music, too? I mean, my phone is in my pocket, though you won’t be happy to hear I was just video chatting with my friend. Was that what brought you out?” I demanded.
I fired the questions off at him, halfway hoping to get a rise out of him. I was still pretty upset with the way our conversation had gone the afternoon prior, and I felt he owed me an apology. I knew being combative was no way to get that apology or have a hope of moving past the incident. But there was a part of me that also didn’t care.
I paid rent here. I had every right to be here. Same as he did. And if he had a problem with that, he could tell me himself.
Instead, he just turned and walked to his place, letting himself in the house without another word.
Stunned, I stared after him. I had no idea what to make of this guy.
And why did he have to be so fucking hot?
Chapter Six—Two Weeks Later
Gavin
“Why don’t you come over here and say that again?” I demanded.
“Don’t try me, I’ll do it,” my neighbor replied.
“Do I look scared?” I asked, a smirk on my lips.
She marched over to me, her hips swaying in the most feminine way as she did. Her short shorts and tight tank top left little to the imagination, and her gray eyes snapped as she glared up into mine. Her red lips were in a grim line, and her jaw was firmly set.
I didn’t take her to be violent, but if she was, I figured it wouldn’t take much for her to slap me right where I stood. Even though she was roughly a foot shorter than me, she didn’t seem to care about the size difference. She put her hands on her hips and met my gaze with all the attitude a woman could muster.
“If you didn’t hear me before, why don’t you take your smartass around the back of the house so I can have some peace,” she said, the words coming out of her mouth in a slow, condescending way.
“Because if I went back there, what would you have to stare at?” I asked.
“What are you talking about?” she cried. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but I got the impression she was more surprised that I called her out rather than the fact that I suggested she was attracted to me.
“You heard me,” I told her. “I know you spend all your time outside so you can get a glimpse of me every now and then, but you know what? I’m used to it. It’s not like you’re the first neighbor I’ve had who’s had a crush on me.”
“Fuck you!” she yelled.
“If you want,” I replied with a shrug.
I was certain she’d slap me now, but instead of doing that, it was as though we were both struck with the same urge at the same time. In a sweeping motion, she rose to the tips of her toes while I pulled her close to me. Our lips met, and we shared a deep, passionate kiss.
My cock grew hard in my pants, and I started pulling her with me, heading toward my door. She was kissing me as though her very life depended on it, walking with me with her eyes closed, letting me be the one to lead her to the doorway of my bungalow.
