Page 16 of My Billionaire Seal Next Door

Fuck that was so sexy. He is so hot. He feels amazing.

OK, calm down. Taking another slow breath, I turn to open the front door and go back into the chaos of my family dinner.

"What is your neighbor's problem?" Daniel shouts when I get back inside. "Jeez - ya - Gabs - why is he so intense and moody?" Rafael pipes in as well.

My mom stands wiping her hands on her apron. She always carries these to dinner, "He did seem really moody. What a horrible person to live next door to." My mom says.

"He is not so bad." I say, but my voice is lost in the chatter between everyone else about my 'bad neighbor' and how his attitude sucks.

"What is his name?" my brother asks me.

"Alexander Blackwood," I say absentmindedly, touching my lips.

There is a scuffle around Rafael as my other two brothers lean over his shoulder. "What are you guys doing?" I ask, confused.

"Googling him." He says, as though it should be obvious.

Carlos leans close to Rafael's phone screen and starts reading out loud. "Billionaire - lost his wife five years ago - oh he was in the military. Did you know that Gabs?"

"No," I say, not paying attention.

"His wife died in one of the military operations - left him with the daughter. Wow. He has some crazy military medals here. These are awarded to the top guys only. He must have been quite a big shot. Oh, he was in the Navy Seals. Maybe that is why he is so serious-looking? He owns some big company now. Oh, Gabi. He is into martial arts."

They are chatting about Alex, and I should be more interested to know about my neighbor's history, but I can't stop thinking about that kiss. Why? Why did he kiss me?

Obviously, I have thought about kissing him a ton of times, but I never thought he felt the same. He spoke to me like he hated me this morning.

What in the world is going on?

It was such an intense kiss. It was so passionate. It did not feel like just some random kiss. There was something so much deeper to it.

"Food is ready. Come and get it." My mom says from the kitchen.

Everyone gets up and grabs a plate and Alex is forgotten in the loud, colorful frenzy of dinner. But my mind is still stuck on that kiss.

"Bye, everyone," I say one last time, waving at them as they pile into their cars and start heading off home. I take a deep breath and go back into my home, closing the front door behind me.

My house looked like no one was even here. It is just as clean, if not cleaner than when they arrived. That is just how it works with my family. They cook - they eat - they clean up everything.

It is silent inside the living room, and I take another deep breath.

The kiss playing on my thoughts.

I feel exhausted and head up to my bedroom to get into something comfortable and start relaxing for the night.

Walking into my room I can see the street through my big windows. I leave them open most nights so that I can watch the stars.

Tonight, I am not watching the stars though. I am standing to the side of my bedroom window, not wanting to be seen because I am staring across towards Alex's house. I know I should look away. This is not ok, what I am doing, but I can't.

His bathroom blinds are open, and he is about to get into the shower. It is late and I guess he did not realize someone would be able to see him. He is completely naked waiting for the water to heat up. I take a sharp breath in. His body is pure perfection. He is muscular and sculpted from head to toe. His abs have a definition that is making me lose focus on anything else and when he reaches his arm up to adjust the shower head, I see how it flexes and get a flashback to when he wrapped his arm around me earlier tonight. I cannot take my eyes off him. I watch him even when he steps into the shower, through the misty glass door, the outline of his body teasing me.

He dries off and leaves the bathroom and I am left gaping and feeling flustered.

I flop onto my bed and throw the pillow over my face.

Fuck he is so sexy.

I close my eyes and images of his body flash through my mind.

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