Since he'd sold his mom's house after she passed, he'd needed a place to crash. It'd just made sense for him to crash here.
I have a boyfriend, she reminded herself. A steady boyfriend who didn't kiss her and then disappear for over a year. She snuck another glance, admiring his boxer clad body. Cheeks burning, she scrubbed her hand over her face and hurried into the kitchen away from temptation.
A shuffling noise from the couch let her know that he was awake.
She willed the coffee to brew faster.
Running a hand over his face, he squeezed his eyes shut. Of all the damn luck. She had a boyfriend. His heart clenched painfully, reliving the moment when she'd told him that she was seeing someone else. He'd lost her before he'd even had her...
"Morning," he said in a sleep-roughened voice.
"Morning!" Haley squawked from the kitchen. "I'm just making coffee..."
Coffee first, he thought, standing up.
Haley nervously jostled her tray, scurrying away from him as fast as she could. "No need!" she said brightly, "There's plenty!" She glanced back at him hungrily.
Okay, maybe coffee second...
Haley put her hands on his bare chest and Johnny let out a shuddering breath. He saw the desire he was feeling mirrored in her eyes. He leaned forward, dreaming of kissing her.
It took a moment to register that she was pushing him away. "I can't," she stressed quietly, the desire in her eyes replaced with guilt. "Please. Don't."
He watched her hurry away.
"What do you want us to do?" her brother, Ian, asked.
Haley bit her lip. "I think we should split up and each take care of a plot. We'll need to put up the fencing, and spread out the mulch. After that, I got a variety of seeds to plant!"
"Thanks!" Haley said with a relieved sigh. "It really came together, didn't it?"
Maritza nodded, glancing around the community garden. "I thought Rachel was going to help, though... I wonder where she is..."
"Of course, sir. It wasn't a problem at all!" she said cheerfully.
"Good, this way, please," he took her arm and led her down to a changing salon.
Rachel glanced at him nervously. "What are we doing here?"
"Oh, is that really necessary?" she asked.
He sent her a stern look as the stylist walked in. "It is," he told her before turning his back on her, telling the stylist what he wanted in specific detail.
"I think I need some air," she told Alan, slipping from his touch and hurrying outside.
Alan watched her go with a frown on his face. With a glance towards Johnny, he followed her outside.
She whirled around. "Nothing!"
Alan scoffed. "Well, excuse me, the looks you guys have been shooting each other aren't nothing!" He turned angrily. "Dammit Haley! I thought we had something good!"
"We do!" Haley told him tearfully. "I told him that I was with you! I want to be with you!" She trailed off, swiping at the tears on her cheeks. "It's just... I'm so sorry! I'm so confused! I'm awful at this! I don't know what to do!"