Silent Attention [COMPLETED]

6. Fresh air

She woke up peacefully and calm.  Dried sweat clung to her skin, but she was not sweating now.  She rolled out of bed and put her bare feet on the hard wood floor.  The air was cool against her skin.  She glanced at the window and she could see through the curtains it was closed.  Her brows furrowed and she looked at the clock.  It was too early for for the maintenance man to come.  "Okaayyyy then."  Shit was getting to weird.  She grabbed her phone off the night stand and text her friend Shelly.

"Guardian angel struck again.  Fixed my ac."

"You sure it was even broke?"

"this bitch."  "Yeah I was sweating like crack head in rehab."

"meet up after work?"

"Yeah"

How was this person getting into her apartment?  Or maybe she had started sleep walking?  That dream was much to creepy to be sleep walking.  She inhaled deeply and caught whiff of that familiar expensive scent.  That was the best place to start as any.  She could go to the mall and find that cologne, maybe she could be a step closer to finding him.  There was defiantly someone watching her, and he smelled damn good.

"What's going on Gemma?"

"I really don't know Shelly.  I think I have a stalker or something."

Shelly burst out laughing, grabbing her stomach.  "Your'e good."  She got out between laughs.  "Really?"  Gemma gave her a serious look.  "Stalkers don't usually fix your shit.  Maybe you should leave notes on your fridge and tell him to clean that dirty pipe of yours?"

Gemma elbowed Shelly.  "Oh my god shut up!"

"Tell him you got some bats in your cave you need cleared out."

Gemma gave her an incredulous look.  "Fuck you.  Just because I didn't take a guy home last week doesn't mean my good's have dried up and fallen off."

They continued to walk through the mall.  "I'm serious.  I need you to help me find his cologne.  I want to see how much money this bastard wears."

"What does it smell like?  How am I supposed to help you with this anyway?"

"It smells damn good.  Like fresh air that you can't get enough of.  It smells sweet but manly, and makes your mouth water."

"Makes me wonder what he looks like.  Could be a hairy 60 year old man with acne."

He watched them walk around the mall, keeping his distance with his hood up.  They had stopped at a perfume shop and were laughing without a care in the world.  Gemma looked so gorgeous.  He usually didn't like someone else's used toys, but she intrigued him.  After she had smiled at him, he was hooked.  The girls he had dated before were the goody goody kind.  He worked his charm and snatched them in his snare.  He always enjoyed himself with them, but they never kept his attention.  He nibbled on his lip ring while watching Gemma and Shelly from the second floor.  He was leaning over the railing looking down at them.

Even with a shitty day at work, she still looked good.  Her bun was now messy and her shirt was untucked.  He nibbled on his lip ring a little more wondering what she tasted like.  Damn he shouldn't be thinking about her like that.  This girl was different from the others.  She was the kind Mommy would approve of and Daddy would want for himself behind closed doors.  He grinned to himself.  Like his parents cared about anything he brought home.  The only person he had to please was himself.  And right now, toying with this girl was just what he needed.

He followed them to the food court and sat a few tables away with his face down, and ease dropped.

"Sorry I couldn't help you more with your fantastic smelling guardian angel.  Next time you smell him, maybe you should catch the scent in a jar and let me sniff it later."

"You're so stupid sometimes Shelly.  I wonder why I hang out with you."

"Because I"m awesome that's why."  She took a bite of her food and continued.  "I don't see how mystery man could have gotten into your apartment.  Those keys have do not duplicate right on them."

Gemma stopped chewing and started talking with her mouth full of food.  "I had the windows open."

"Seriously Gemma!"

"It was hot! I was hot."

"Soooo, if this guy was in your apartment, while you were there, sleeping.  Why didn't he like rob you or touch or oh my god he could have killed you!"

"Why carry me into my bed one night and fix my ac the next, just to kill me later?  It wouldn't make sense."  She paused  "Two things.  He likes me, or he is toying with me."

They both fell silent for a moment.  Shelly spoke first.  "Do you feel safe?  I mean, I would feel super creeped out and would be changing my locks and getting an alarm system."

Gemma's lips turned up slightly.  "I don't feel like he would harm me.  If he wanted to, he would have done it already.  But it is a little creepy he has been in my apartment twice.  Maybe changing my locks might be a good idea.  Then I would have to deal with the 60 year old hairy land lord who does not smell good."  They both made a disgusted face and then giggled.  "Oh Shelly what should I do?"

"You have no hard evidence, and you don't even know who this guy is.  He could be watching us right now.  If you went to the police, they would send you away.  Change your locks and keep my number on speed dial, right after the police."

He heard all of the conversation he needed to.  He hadn't intended to get this close to her ever.  She was something he would ruin, but after touching her, he couldn't help himself.  Time to play.