Desire

CHAPTER|THREE

     |Marlon|

I did not have tooth paste in my house besides the moldy one I discovered yesterday. There wasn't really much of anything in this house and I had no clue on how to solve that.

Eventually I decided to just make my way over to my fellow neighbor's house. Hopefully she wouldn't mind me showing up so early before ten. I would always go next door and ask for things for my mom when I was younger with no problem. Knocking on the the door I was graced with the gaze of Savannah's eyes on my bare chest.

"What are you doing here?" She exclaimed, "Where is your shirt?"

Damn is she writing a book? She quickly grabbed me dragging me up the carpeted stairs into a room down a hallway. After she pushed me in my back hit the wall and she stared at me with wide eyes.

"Marlon, you can't just show up unexpe-" her rant was suddenly interrupted by a male voice and a knock.

"Sav, open up, I need my credit card." the unknown voice ordered through the wooden door. Her eyes got even wider as panic visibly washed over her face. She looked down at my shirtless body, and hers in one of those sporty bras similar to the one she was wearing yesterday. You could tell she was thinking about how wrong the situation looked if someone walked in on us.

"Dad, I don't feel like being bothered, my period is no joke this time!" she lied in a sickly voice and I was impressed on how believable she made it.

"Okay, That was way too much information sweetie," he awkwardly stated, "I'll get it later, bye."

"Bye, I love you!" She rushed letting out a relieved breathe as she watched him leave out of the crack of her bedroom door. I couldn't stop myself from running my eyes down her backside and admire how every feature and curve fell into the right place.

"Marlon, why are you here? It's only-" she stopped suddenly to glance at the time on that device, when there was perfectly fine clock on the wall, "8:30 a.m"

"Well, you see I don't have any toothpaste or soap, and my water stopped running this morning so I was wondering if I could borrow from you?" I rambled on to the young girl. Her face held confusion, and she didn't move as if she was trying to register something in her head.

"I suppose you could use my bathroom," she hesitated looking out her bedroom window and watched a black car pull out of her driveway. She left out of the room and returned giving me towels, toothpaste, and a toothbrush. "The bathrooms right there."

My eyes wandered over to the bathroom that was connected and actually in her room and I had seen nothing like it. I haven't seen much of anything this girl possesses. Her bathroom was clean, and I mean very clean, nothing was out a place, everything was perfect, kind of like her. I looked at the faucet and had not one clue how to get this contraption called a shower to start. I sighed because I knew I would have to call Savannah in here to help and I hated feeling needy and confused

"Savannah, I need your help." I chalked out to her facing the door. The door slowly opened as her eyes glanced at my chest and lower abdomen again but snapped to my face quickly.

"What do you need?" She cleared her throat still holding the back door knob.

"How do you turn the shower on?" I asked smiling weakly at her while stepping aside so she could get to it. As she bent over in the shower I failed to look away from ass, it was definitely a sight too see.

"There you go, maybe we should call someone to get your water turned on." She suggested staring into my eyes. I just nodded my head and stared as she walked out smiling. I was acting like such a fream.