Your so annoyed, you could have killed your dad. I mean, how dare he ground you for such a stupid little thing. And for once, you actually liked your stepmum, she stepped in and stood up for you. You were fuming, and went to your bedroom. You closed the door and put on some music to calm you down. you got carried away and fell asleep.
In the morning, you got up and went to your closet. Opening the door, your feel the sun beating on your skin through the window. You know its going to be a hot day. You take out a white tank top/crop top which ties, with stallion horses patterned all over, then pull out some shorts, slip them on and get your baby blue converse. Wondering down the stairs, your father greets you with a smile. "good news, sweetie, me and your stepmum and your little brother are going away for the weekend until Monday. But I want you to help my friend with the gardening. He'll be watching you for the weekend. I trust you not to do anything, hes staying here too. Well were leaving now, love you bye" your family quickly exit out the front door and you let out a sigh with relief. Walking to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal, you wonder which of your dads friends is helping you garden, and watching you. Your dad has a gardening business, and he has one annoying friend, one creepy friend, and one hot friend. Your hoping its the hot friend, but it sure will be awkward. You step out to the garden and pick up a shovel, walking roung the bushes to the main garden bit were your dad is working on. You stop in your tracks and notice your dads hot friend from work, you you've always had a crush on.
Just standing there, topless, digging away, sun beating down on him making him perspire. You shake the weird thought off, of that turning you on. You decide to be friendly and say hi. "Hey zany" "oh, het (Y/N). How are you?" you feel nervous and reply with a shrug. "heard you got grounded, hated that when I was a kid. Why don't you start in the spot beside me." you smile and nod, but you cant seen to take your eyes off hibs abs and v-line, tiny droplets of sweat trickling down them.
