Page 38 of A SEAL's Heart
She has her curtains pulled back, and her bedside light illuminates her in an orange glow.
She’s in nothing but a towel, and her wet hair hangs over her shoulders. She holds her phone in one hand and tilts it at my window and down again, causing the flashing.
My heart jumps in my chest, and I grab my phone to text her.
Are you okay?
I look across at her room, and in answer she nods. One hand is clinging to the top of the towel, and as I watch, she lets her fingers go. The towel slips over her breasts and down her body before disappearing out of view.
A low growl rumbles in my chest as I drink in the sight of her naked body. My heart thumps louder, and my dick springs to attention. There’s no doubt she dropped the towel on purpose, and now her left hand slides over her stomach and palms her right breast.
Fuck. She’s giving me a show. But if I can see her, who else can?
She’s discarded her phone, so I grab my notepad and write in block letters.
Someone might see you.
I hold it up to the window with one hand while the other opens the window. I crane my neck, looking to left and right, trying to see if anyone in the houses next to me is at their windows right now.
The thought of anyone else seeing Avery’s body fills me with rage.
When I look back at Avery, she’s typing something on her phone. An instant later mine buzzes.
No lights on anywhere on the street.
I run my hand through my hair in frustration, and when I look back at Avery she’s smiling mischievously, and her hand is back on her breast.
My cock throbs, even as my rage at the thought of someone seeing her increases.
I text back.
You should stop.
She looks at her phone and types something back
I’m going to stand right here and touch myself.
It’s up to you what you do with that information.
Damn. My breathing is coming hard, and I can’t take my eyes off her. She drops the phone onto her bed and uses her free hand to slide over her body and between her legs.
I press my forehead against the window.
This woman is full of surprises, and she’s driving me wild.
I scribble on a piece of paper and hold it up to the window.
Wait right there.
I take the stairs two at a time and jog to the front door. The street is quiet, apart from a light breeze rustling the magnolia tree across the road.
I jog into the street, and a cat darts out from under my neighbor’s hedge and slinks into the shadows.
I head down the street, checking the houses next to me. The houses are dark, and all curtains are pulled shut. I jog back the other way to check the left-hand side. It’s the same here. My neighbors seem tucked up in bed and not looking out the window.
Satisfied, I head back inside and up to my attic room
Avery is standing as naked as I left her with a hand on her hip and a raised eyebrow. I nod once, hoping like hell I haven’t ruined her performance.
