"You're Julian Carter?"
He raised an eyebrow at Kimberly questioningly, clearly still curious as to why an unknown girl was at his front door. "Did I stutter?" He asked.
Kimberly looked away from him, embarrassed for asking such an obvious question.
"Sorry." She muttered.
"Don't apologize, I'd just really like to know who you are." He said.
"I'm Kimberly."
"VanStromme?" He asked, surprise etched onto his face.
She nodded.
His eyes widened as he looked at this girl who had turned into a woman. Nothing like he had remembered her to be from the last time he had seen her. Granted, she was a child that time, but she definitely wasn't a child anymore.
Her long hair had grown into a fiery mane as oppose to the curly mess it used to be. Her body had changed into that of a woman's, her bust large enough for him to have a nice view of her cleavage, and her behind was a whole nother story.
"Holy shit." He said, scratching the back of his head as he looked at her. "I can't believe it, you're Marcus' daughter?"
Kimberly nodded, a blush creeping its way onto her cheek from the intensity of his gaze. She had never been looked at this way before.
She had never been looked at by a man.
Julian stepped to the side, motioning for Kimberly to go in, before he grabbed her bag, carrying it inside behind her.
Needless to say, the inside of his house was just as impressive-if not more, as the outside was. The large walls were covered in equally large windows, allowing the sun to enter the house, reflecting off of everything.
It looked extremely neat, as perfect as the houses look in magazines, which was surprising. Kimberly expected a man like Julian to be a messy liver.
Kimberly was enchanted by the view outside of his windows, which was a large rectangular pool, with stones encircling it, and it was connected to a smaller, but still quite sizable Jacuzzi. She had never seen anything of the sort, especially not at a house.
"Come on, this way." Julian said, snapping Kimberly out of her trance.
She followed him up one of the sets of stairs until they came to a hallway. Way down at the end was a closed door that Kimberly for some reason was curious about, but she didn't ask any questions as Julian turned left, leading her to a bedroom.
It was much bigger than her room back at her house, this one had a television, a fireplace, a walk in closet, and a wall of windows that gave her the view of a beautiful garden outside.
She was at loss of words as she looked around the room.
"You like it?" Julian asked.
She nodded slowly, smiling at him. "Yeah, this is probably the most expensive floor I've ever stepped on, even the air feels better."
He returned the smile, along with a laugh. "Well I'm glad you think so, I'm going to go downstairs and work, you can come down and get dinner when you're hungry."
She nodded. "Okay, I think I'm going to probably take a shower first though."
"Okay, your bathroom is the one next to the closet." He said, before walking out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.
A big smile took over Kimberly's face as she turned back to the room, still in shock. She walked over to the bed, falling into it and letting the soft mattress engulf her it its warm embrace.
YOU ARE READING
Under His Roof
General FictionWhen Kimberly's family can't afford to send her to Miami with the rest of her friends, she is forced to spend her spring break at the house of her father's friend, Julian Carter. Kimberly was not happy with the arrangement and prepared herself for a...