by Logan Chance
And I can tell I sound like a complete moron to her as well, because she raises a brow at me.
“What?”
“Look, I...I’m not…” I clamp my mouth shut.
“Listen, this is a new backyard for her to explore. She’s only three-years-old. Of course, she’s going to scream.”
I take a deep breath, feeling like the anger she’s throwing my way is more than just the fact I yelled at her daughter and maybe something else. Something deeper. “I know that now. I wasn’t aware this house had been bought. I feel awful and I’m sorry.”
“Are we going to have a problem? I can’t have you getting upset at her every time she’s having fun.” She puts her hands on her hips and I trace the movement with my eyes, stopping when I see her pink shorts have ridden up giving me a better glimpse of her tanned legs. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“It’s kind of hard. You’re practically wearing nothing. And you’re probably hands down the hottest woman I’ve ever seen. And your shirt is see through.”
Her eyes go wide as she wraps her arms around herself. All this does is lift her tits higher, making my mouth go dry.
My eyes snap up to the sky and I try to remind my dick to behave. “Listen, I shouldn’t have yelled at your daughter. I promise it won’t happen again. I know it sounds like a cop-out, but I’ve been working a lot the last couple weeks and today was my first day off. I work nights and I’m exhausted. I wasn’t thinking straight. I will buy earplugs if I have to, but I won’t yell at her again. Promise.”
She studies me as if she can read the sincerity on my face.
“I’m Axel, by the way.”
“I’m Emma,” Emma points to her daughter in the sprinklers. “She’s Felicity. And that’s my mom, Janet.” She points at the lady who Felicity first ran to. “I understand being tired. I work nights, too.” Her voice softens and I move my head from the sky back to her. Big mistake, my softening dick is rock hard again. I’m afraid if I move closer to the fence it will pierce a hole in it just to get closer to her.
“Like I said, I understand being tired. And hearing a screaming kid is one of the worst ways to wake up. Go back to sleep and I’ll bring her in the house.”
I reach out to touch her, but instead let my hand fall on the fence. “Don’t bring her in. She’s having fun.” I glance back at the little girl screaming and running through the water, forgetting all about the meanie. “Now that I know nobody is being murdered I can ignore the screams.”
We stare at each other. I resist the urge to touch her or run my eyes over her incredible body. Hell, I'd give up all the sleep for a month to do it. With a nod, I rap my knuckles on the fence and turn around to go back into the house.
“Making enemies with the new neighbors?” My identical brother, Damien, sits on the couch, cuddling a cup of coffee.
There are three of us, identical triplets.
Yes, you heard that right. Three.
Ben’s the oldest, by only a few minutes, but he sure likes to let us know it every chance he gets.
He just recently got engaged to his fiancée, Clara, and has been staying at her house most nights.
I’m the middle child. Seriously, it’s by minutes so I don’t feel like I have that middle-child syndrome or anything.
And then there's Damien, the youngest of the three.
“I thought someone was hurt. You didn’t hear her screaming?” I grab a bottle of water and refuse to acknowledge the coffee. Caffeine will keep me awake, and that’s the opposite of what I want right now. I’m still convinced I’ll be able to go back to sleep. Maybe even dream of my new sexy neighbor with her fiery eyes.
“I did, but I figured it was the little girl. I saw them moving in yesterday when I ran home to get the design plans.”
“Did you meet her?” I ask. My back teeth push together so hard they almost crack. The idea of Damien flirting with Emma pisses me off.
“No, I was in a hurry. You’re acting weird. What’s up with you?”
“Nothing.” I finish the bottle and toss it into the recycling bin. “I’m going back to bed. I’m fucking sore.”
“Ben will be here in a couple hours to workout,” Damien says before taking a sip of his coffee.
“Wake me up when he gets here.” I head down the hallway.
I crawl into my cold bed before slamming my fist into the pillow, wishing I’d met Emma under different circumstances. Felicity’s screams carry into the room. Emma’s laughter filters in as well. The sound is throaty and sexy, matching everything else about her. My dick strains against my boxer briefs as I recall the way her tank top clung to her body.
Fuck my life.
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