I really liked her very much since she gave me away my first racket (In time I realized that tennis was not my thing). I would not say that I had a cr...sh on her because I was ten years younger, but I enjoyed watching her in her tennis mini skirt when we shared the elevator ride.However, she never looked sexier than the day my mother sent me to ask her for some sugar, and Samantha received me wearing just her bathrobe. She had just taken a shower and still had her hair wet.Many of the times my. As she finished her week-end chores, Heidi stood at her bed, folding her freshly laundered clothes. In a quiet voice, Emily questioned her friend, "So where did you guys go last night after the game? I tried to call you when I thought you would be home, but your phone went right to voicemail. Who took you home?" OMG, Em, he is so...", she paused trying to think of the right word. "Just wow, is all I can say. I was not at all expecting it happen." What to happen? What did you do? Heidi? Did you. For being seven inches shorter than he, she was damn strong. "Someday you won't always be in control, you bitch," he growls before limping from the apartment. Emma follows him out, smiling as she watches him stumble down the stairs. "I doubt that!" she hollers after him as she turns to go back inside. Suddenly, her eyes catch hold of the gray eyes watching her from across the hall. Dark black hair falls over a chiseled face belonging to her neighbor...a man she never met and hopes not to. Her. ‘It’s just…’ She struggled to find the words. ‘It’s just that since I saw you this morning, in the garden.’ Evelyn blushed at the oblique reminder of her nudity at their first encounter. ‘I dunno,’ she shrugged, ‘I was just… drawn to you.’ Evelyn laughed then, more out of her embarrassment than amusement. ‘Shit,’ she sighed in exasperation. ‘I can’t explain it, I was drawn to you and then… There you were, outside the station, large as life…’ Evelyn stumbled to a halt, unsure of what she was.