Chapter 2

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Riley's POV
I stand unashamed at the fact that I'm not dressed.

Peters eyes travel up my body as im stuck staring up at his face.

He is tall, maybe 3 inches taller than me at 6'3. His dark brown hair some what curly and very messy over his head. Bright blue eyes under thick arched dark eye brows and long dark eyelashes. Nose straight and perfect, lips full and red, jaw perfectly defined. He's gorgeous.
I'm not sure how long we've been standing here just starring, but it was all okay with me.

I take a second to look at his body which is hidden under dark clothes. He's very well defined. His shoulders broad. I walk around to see the back of him. There's a patch of blonde hair near the nape of his neck. The muscles on his back are very nicely defined. It's evident he works out regularly. His butt nice and round, you can tell through his dark jeans.

He squats! My type of guy.

I circle back around to the front and tilt my head to the side. He stands still but his eyes follow mine. He circles me and I stand still and let him look. He rounds back to my front grinning. I know he checked out my butt. I don't care, I squat too.

Jeez that grin. He has to be the most beautiful guy I've ever seen.

"So how did you get in here" I ask quietly not wanting to wake my mom, walking back to my bed and patting a spot next to me.

"I uhh, climbed" he says nervously moving slowly towards me.

"Climbed what, there are no trees around for you to climb." He sits and takes off his Converse shoes.

"Your house is very easy to climb...I uhh, sort of just climbed straight up." I stare at him incredulously.

But how else would he have gotten in?

"Well I am sleepy and my mother would kill you if she saw you in here, so you may have to return to wherever you came from. " I move closer to the wall, face it, and get under he cover.

"I'm. Here for you, actually."

"That makes no sense." I stare at him.

I don't really care why he is here. I sense no danger from him. I pull the cover to my chin and he shifts so that I can pull it all the way up and cover my body and close my eyes.

"You're not frightened by me?" Moving the cover and turning slightly so I can see him I answer honestly.

"Of course not, I sense nothing bad from you, but if you try anything, I'll just beat you down." He gapes at me.

"I'm Riley by the way."

I turn and drift into sleep.

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