Her Dangerous Behavior

Chapter 2- White Rabbits everywhere

Kat's P.o.v

As I ran I could feel my feet hitting the pavement harder and harder the further I went.I could feel my legs begin to turn to jelly and decided to head back. I make it to my block and have to stop to catch my breath. The sharp pain in my side does little to take my mind off of everything that's going on. That's when I notice the pickup truck with a bunch of boxes in the back parked in the house next door from me. I guess someone must have bought the Bowen's place.

That's when I see a tall figure step out the front door. Dressed in a grey wife beater and faded blue jean covered in paint splatters I try not to stare. His olive skin complements his sandy ash blond hair and I can see his forearm is covered in tattoos. That's when he notices me gawking in his direction and I try to play it cool and look towards the ground, digging my heel into the dirt.

He gives me a bright smile and walks towards me..."Hello there, my name is David, David Black just moved in.." He wipes his large, strong hands with the lower end of his shirt and I can see a hint of his abdomine, and try to look away. He extends his hand and shakes mine...."H..umm Hello I'm Kat, Katrina I live around here , I mean here. The blue house, next door.." What is wrong with me? Am I having a stroke? He smiles and clears his throat letting out a small laugh...."Oh so you're my neighbor? I was starting think I was the only one on the block.." He leans in a little close and I'm hit with a faint smell of mint and sweet sweat..."Tell me, is it always this quiet around here or is everyone just secretly watching me from behind their closed curtains?.." I let out a small laugh and shake my head.." Well what else are we gonna do later when we meet to talk about you behind your back..."What am I saying?

He gives me a look of amusement and he brushes his hair off his face..."I was only kidding, I'm sorry I don't know why I said that.."I bite my lip in discomfort.."It's kind of quiet here but not murdery quiet, not like we had any murders, no one is gonna murder you... I'm sorry I don't know why I'm talking about murders your safe. I'm just going to stop talking now.."Seriously shut up, what is wrong with you jesus.He going to think you're crazy.He smiles and looks at me with his ice blue eyes in amusement.."Well that's good to know that I don't have to worry..You know about getting murdered in a new town..."I let out a small, uncomfortable laugh and shake his hand and say it was nice meeting him."Well Katrina, it was... very interesting to meet you. Let me know what happens at that meeting.."I smile and nod and walk up my steps and I can feel his eyes on me. I look back before walking in and see him smiling at me.

I get inside and lean against the door for a minute. What the hell is wrong with me, You're not gonna get murdered.. Jesus what is wrong with me.I head upstairs and take off my sneakers and jacket, as I'm tying up my hair to get ready to shower I look out the window. That's when I see him on the phone and he has removed his shirt,he runs his fingers through his hair and pauses a moment. I inch closer to the window. I see his broad shoulders and his defined chestand notice some more tattoos on the middle of his torso and back. I peer through the curtain and study him. Have I always been able to see directly into that house and just never did.I can't hear what he's saying but he's smiling and tilts his head back in laughter. That's when he looks in my direction and I duck down as quickly as possible..As I crawl on my hands and knees to the bathroom I pray he didn't see me. Oh god what if he saw me?He's gonna think I'm some weird, creepy perv.

I slowly get up and stand in the bathroom doorway,slowly peaking towards the window but I don't see him anymore.I let out a heavy sigh and get in the shower. Standing under the water images of his face flash in my head, his smile, his eyes, his chest, his tattoos. The hot water hitting my body, I lean against the cool tile ..and I feel flooded with lust.As if my fingers have a mind of their own I feel them slowly make their way to my inner thighs. Begging for entrance I let them and let out a small gasp, and David's voice is playing in my head. I can feel it building as I go deeper and deeper, picking up the speed of the small circular motions my fingers are making. I let out an uncrolled series of moans and feel my legs begin to become unsteady and I feel myself reaching my climax . I let go of everything and scream in pleasure, after I catch my breath and let the water wash over me I collect my thoughts and get out.

I wrap a towel around myself and walk into the bedroom and head towards my dresser, that's when I see him draped on the window sill in my mirror's reflection. I let out a surprised small scream and turn around to meet his gaze.I try to cover myself with my hands and feel extremely embarrassed. He just smiles and gives me a small wave. He walks away and I just stand there a moment unable to move.

I think he knows I was watching....