the next generation

Let's take a tour

Mary takes a few steps ahead of me towards the house, as if she is afraid I would turn around if she did not make herself seen fast. From the looks of it, they are almost done with the renovation. The outside of the house looks clean and the garden taken care of. Suddenly a large chair is thrown out of a window from the second floor, onto the grass a view meters away from us. Mary gives a dramatical scream as an answer. At least they know we are here now.. I can see Josh his head pop out of the open window, "Liz! What a suprise! Wait a second alright?". As quickly as his head popped up, he dissapeared en showed up again at the front door. "I did not know you were coming by!" he says with a big smile on his face. He feels so familiar and kind. "Well, Mary and I were going for a run in the woods when we heared some noices, so we decided to come take a look. I hope we are not interrupting anything though?". I look at him with a insecure smile on my face, hoping he would not be bothered. "You could never interrupt!". He now takes in Mary who is standing besides me to join the conversation. "Mary huh? I'm Josh. Nice to meet you". He then turns around and looks at the front door. A large body is leaning against the doorpost. Nate. He is standing there like a statue. What is he thinking? 

*Nate's POV:*

Just as I'm about to finish the flooring for my new bedchamber I hear a scream outside, the voice is unknown to me, but I can smell her. Wait, I should not go to her. Josh is already talking to them, I don't want her to think that I was waiting for her or something, like I have been doing yesterday. I really thought she would come, that she would be just as curious of me as I am about her, but appearently she is more composed. As I hear myself thinking I can see my legs walk to the frontdoor, as I force myself to stop and watch from a distance. She is wearing a sportslegging, wrapped tight around her legs. My eyes go up to her feminine waist, she truly has an hour glass figure. Why is she only wearing a sportbra? Is she testing me? I can see a drup of sweat reach her neck from out of her hair making his way to her breasts. Stop it Nate! Behave yourself. As my eyes linger over her body I can feel her gaze towards me. I should stop watching her, but the pull is to strong. Her smell even more clearly lingering on her as she had just been working out. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder and I see my father pass me from behind to join in on the conversation she is having with Josh. *End of Nate's POV*

While talking to Josh I keep my eyes on Nate, wondering why he is to stubborn to join the conversation. An older man passes Nate. He must be their father, he has the same strong features as Josh and Nate. Only he has a more peaceful aura around him, like he has seen what life can give him and he is satisfied with all that he has and with all he has done. His kind eyes are taking in Mary and me as he turns his attention to me. "You must be the granddaughter of Beth". Beth? I am named after my grandmother Elisabeth, but I never heared anyone call her that. They must have been close. "Yes I am. I'm Elisabeth, but everybody calls me Liz, sir. Are you the father of Nate and Josh?". He smiles at me, "Correct, I think you may not yet have met my other son Matthew yet. I knew your grandmother quite well so I'm excited to meet her offspring". His lays his hand on my shoulder and gave me a fatherly smile. "How did you met my grandmother, sir?". The older man looks back at Nate and then turns to me again. "Please, call me Oliver sweety. Come, lets go to the garden. We can poor ourselfs something refreshing and I will tell you all about it". I nodd at him with a smile of approval. When I look at Mary I can see the excitement in her eyes. She is enjoying this way to much. I can hear Oliver yell at Nate that he should give me a tour of the house so he can prepare the sitting area in the garden. Mary seems to see her chance for some matchmaking as she follows Oliver and asks him if she could help him set the table and he happily agreed to her offer. Nate glances at me as I walk towards him. My heart beating faster with every step I take closer to him. He is looking as if he is annoyed by something, or as if he is holding something in. "If you don't want to, you really don't have to show me the house you know". Nate looks startled at me as if I pulled him out of a daydream. "Sorry, follow me" he says. He started in the living room. You could see they were not yet done with decorating but everything it needed was there. Most of the furnuture was made of oak and looked heavy and beautiful in the room. "I know we miss a woman's touch.", he whispered in my ear as he was standing very close to me. I could feel the grim he had on his face. Next he showed me the beautiful, huge, modern kitchen. "Do you cook?" I ask him just to keep up a bit of a conversation. "We have a maid, she does everything around here. Come, I'll show you upstairs". He walks in front of me up the stairs as he rambles on about everything not yet being finished. It seemed that the only room that was not yet finished was the master bedroom. he assumed it would be the room of his father so it took me by suprise when he told me it was his. "Why do you have the largest room in the house? Shouldn't your father have it?". He chuckles at me and then his face turns very serious in a split second. "We have other kind of rules in this family, some you would not understand.". It is clear to me that he did not want me to pry on the matter so I just let it go. I can see he was just finishing up to flooring as I go into the room. Nate walks in right after me and closes the door behind him. It starteled me as I then heard the lock of the door. What is he doing!? Suddenly my mind showed everything that could go wrong in this moment. He was a stranger after all and he just loored me into his home. I'm all alone in a room with a guy who is twice my size in muscles only. Even if I would want to escape I would not stand a chance. This thought scared the s**t out of me and I popped out of my ignorant bubble. I look at him like a deer cought by some predator. His serious emotionless gaze is on me as he slowly takes a few steps towards me. "Blue..", he wispers. "What does blue mean?". His hand is reaching for my cheek as he keeps staring at me as if I am the most important puzzle in the world. I press my lips together and feel as if I can't even speak anymore. His face is just inches away from mine when I feel his other hand softly land on my waist. He is looking down from my eyes towards my body which he is holding as he speaks. "Are you trying to get into trouble with some men or something, running in the forest with these clothes?". He sounds a bit annoyed. There is something else in his voice as well, I think it is lust. "I.. I.. No. Sorry.". He looks up at my eyes again and I can see his gaze soften. "Don't do it again Elisabeth, you are to precious. Now tell me, what does blue mean?". His thumb is caressing my cheek. "Confused, or scared.." I whisper at him, still wandering if what is happening is real or just in my head. Somehow my answer seems to disappoint him and he let go of my waist and cheek. He steps away from me and turns around, unlocks the door and walks away. I try to take a few deep breaths before I lose my mind completely. Did he just walk away after acting so intense? Questions popped up in my head like popcorn.