The Hot Guy Next Door

g even longer when he stares at my legs. He always does that. And it's not my fault that I'm w

s doing; he holds up his cap and lowers the brim a little with a smile and rea

I know he is doing the same. I then ask him if he wants to help

p, while I look for the pan tha

closeness doesn't make me want to keep control a

having to keep our distance until I'm eighteen is driving me crazy. I put the cake in the pan

ches me as I pour all the syrup over t

-seven years. And even l

d it up and I don't care. I compl

nteen and didn't have t

hs again

ace there is in my mind for me to think about u

ly understands what I mean. He t

I try

then he realizes what I a

e cak

hat he also has to control himself when he's around me like this. The pr

and watch him eat. He says it's great. I smile and than

t you t

ust

a big fan

uest

hat do y

it for a whil

I guess,

in. He looks at me, and I am looking at h

le and then moves his eyes down my body and as I si

en takes a deep breath, closes

anymore, for at least five

is eyes and it gives me goosebumps. As far as I can tell, he seems sorry tha

and then say, "I met a

his random topic. He goes back to

is her

chance, but I say, ''Jillian

Jil

ou kno

must be a fan of candies. He talks a little more about the neighborhood and finishes eating. I ask him if he wants more; he says he'd

u can be sure it's ve

me close to him and says almost a

esn't do

to play

Wha

sa

ease me li

nt him to forget this silly story and kiss me now. B

I'd bette

ng to catch my breath. He turns from

it for the cake.

.

ll opens it and looks at

Hi

tha! Com

s she closes t

when I ran

hs and I

uy ingredients for a cake and well. I

She takes the cake and looks at

of diabetes, but I'll save it for my cousi

o the kitchen and while putting the

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l me S

m, I'm H

her as she goes up a flight of stairs. We are in her room and I find it

able. I have to finish these necklace

rited some of that, too. She asks me to pass the pearls accordin

know where my

n told

t me in surp

ou talk

was a little m

much to tell someone about this. Sh

ve kisse

amazed and

I need details. Nothi

is easy to be friends

He said he won't touch me

ghs and

t's the dumbest thing I've eve

nd so do I. T

o hot. Lu

smiling. I

days l

't you tal

nd me. She had gone to another secti

ssing him with your ey

en bring you sh

ughs an

you want to

laughing

ken to him in days! I need ano

ed, and Stan looks in our direction. I turn back

coming,

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i, J

ntentedly as s

rn ar

Saman

mn

. I take another deep breath. And he is loo

I'll get so

g at him and say something. Then I look at his shopping cart, which seems to

planning

g up with me withou

ually,

rised, and

lace on Friday an

arated, but h

oo, and Jenna. I still h

e to share it with more people, b

so-subtle change of

you o

if I am okay with what is between the two of us, with this damn

s, I

say with a fru

d this all

even hard

this is anyth

cribe

ed but realizes that I

sad, and my arm i

is lower lip as he stares at me. I sw

Sta

ss on the cheek, which he returns. I just look an

bye, leaving him not knowing how to act while the woman t

black h

ze where I r

.

se and ask him some good questions. But feeling stupid for caring so much about the

usy of him and I don't think I should

ti

.

tell me about th

screams at the othe

thought it was better to tell you wh

than

enters the room and I turn

have

her eyes

makeup that took all this tim

l my

is the same age as me, and my mother got all excited. Little does sh

e, promising to tell t

.

ately greets my mother, gives me a dry hello

nd smiles when she sees us and comes over to greet us. I wear my best smil

and I sit in a corner. A few minutes p

, Stan ignoring my existence, my arch enemy practicall

and he wore that apron and I realized

best to steal a smile from him by saying something in his ear whe

a deep

't wear this dress with this neckline for nothing a

d. I take off my coat, and now I'm only weari

to the cou

want some

n to me, but Stan t

the refr

s and then moves his gaze downward, stop

ing back to the stove where

night will not b

e, sat