Man he was freezing. He was soaked

Man he was freezing. He was soaked to the bone and it didn’t look like he was going to be able to go to his house anytime soon to change. Normally he’d strip down to his boxers, but his neighbor was already skittish around him. He didn’t want to give the poor thing a stroke. He looked down at her very clean and obviously well cared for wood floor and cringed.

“Shit, maybe I should step out the back and dry off,” he said as he raised his eyes to look into her adjoining kitchen. His brows flew up as he watched the windows darken.

“I don’t think that will be happening for a while,” Haley said softly as she rubbed her forehead. “Why don’t you go take a shower and I’ll see if I can find you something to wear. While you’re taking your shower I’ll call for an exterminator.”

“If you’re sure,” he said, hoping she wouldn’t change her mind. He was freezing his balls off. Hell, at this point he’d squeeze his ass into a dress to get warm.

She nodded absently as she watched the bees swarm around her backyard. “Yeah, let me show you where the bathroom is.”

Ten minutes later the shivering finally stopped and he was really enjoying his shower. Never in his life had hot water felt so good. This was the best shower ever. It didn’t hurt that his little shy neighbor shared his appreciation for the simple things in life like a normal bar of soap and none of that overly perfumed expensive shit that never lathered properly and always left a rash on his skin. It also didn’t hurt that the bathroom looked like a bathroom and wasn’t covered from head to toe in lace and makeup. This was a bathroom a man could comfortably use without worrying about his masculinity.

He was just pulling on the tee shirt she'd left him when he heard her scream, “No! Don’t do it!”

Jason was out of the bathroom in less than a second, running towards her ready to kill whatever bastard was trying to hurt her. He came to skidding stop in front of her.

She smiled sweetly as she said, “God, I love you.”

His brows nearly shot through his hairline as his heart pounded. Shit, this was worse than he thought. She hadn’t been avoiding him all these years because she was shy. No, she was head over heels in love with him. Shit. This was awkward, especially since he was stuck here until an exterminator could come out here. Now he hoped it was soon.

Really soon.

He opened his mouth to say something only to find himself gestured impatiently out of the way with a dough covered wooden spoon. He stepped back frowning, afraid of getting dough all over him, and wondering what was wrong with the woman professing her love for him one moment and shooing him out of the way the next.

“Never come between me and the man I love,” she said, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Jason followed her gaze and chuckled. “Derek Jeter?”

She frowned as if questioning her love for the man was stupid. “Of course.”

He couldn’t help but grin. Damn. How had he missed this? She had a huge television. Bigger than his even and that was really saying something since his television was the one thing he'd really splurged on.

“That’s a really big TV for such a tiny woman,” he said teasingly.

“Well, how else am I supposed to watch my games and feel like I’m there?” she countered back. “Plus, this way I get to see my future husband better.”

“Does he know?” he asked, looking back at her.

She scrunched her face up adorably. “Not yet, but I can wait,” she said with a smile that made her face go from utterly adorable and sweet to heartbreakingly beautiful in less than ten seconds.

Damn.

He shifted his feet awkwardly for a moment while she watched the game with rapt attention.

“Are you a Red Sox fan?” she suddenly asked.

“Hell no!” he said, insulted by the question. He may live knee deep in Red Sox territory, but that didn’t mean he was a betraying bastard. Yankees were his first love and would be his last.

She sighed with obvious relief. “Thank god.” She sent the game one last look of longing before returning to her kitchen counter where he noted with a chuckle that she had a small flat screen with the game playing. This woman really loved her Yankees, or at least one in particular.

What the hell was it with women and Derek Jeter?

He took a moment to look around her house. The damn bees were still covering all of her windows, but his attention was elsewhere. Her walls were covered in Yankees memorabilia. He wasn't too surprised when he spotted a signed photo of Derek Jeter above the television.

“Looks like we’re stuck inside until after dark,” she said, pulling his attention back to the kitchen. “The exterminator said he has to wait for the nest to calm down. That will happen when the sun goes down. He’ll come and spray them and remove the nest if he can.”

He ran his fingers through his damp hair and sighed. “I guess you’re stuck with me for a little while.”

She shrugged. “It’s fine. There’s a good game on so it should help pass the time.”

“True,” he agreed.

“I’m making homemade pizza. I hope you don’t mind. I was planning on ordering pizza today for the game, but with the bees and all…..,” she trailed off, shrugging.

“No, that sounds great. I’m sorry that I’m intruding," he said, feeling like an ass. This woman spent the last five years avoiding him and now he was being forced on her by Mother Nature.

“Not a problem,” she said and he got the feeling that she was lying. She never liked to be around him before. Whenever he stood too close to her at work or went to sit next to her she found an excuse to move. Now she was forced to have him in her house. That couldn’t make her all that happy. His eyes drifted off to the television when she sighed dreamily. Then again her attention was elsewhere at the moment.

“Beer?”

"What?" he asked a little confused.

“Beer,” she said, gesturing towards the fridge without taking her eyes off the television.

“Oh,” he said with a chuckle as he retrieved two bottles. He handed her one and she took it with a mumbled thanks and then a few choice words for one of the players.

Jason leaned back and watched the show. Not really the game, but Haley as she cooked and ranted. Soon it became obvious if the vegetables were going to get cut and not mangled every time she didn’t agree with a call he’d have to do it.

For the next six hours they cooked, watched the game, laughed, swore and screamed at the television, ate and got into an hour long fight with the exterminator over the insane amount he wanted to charge them before the argument shifted to the game. By the end of the night Haley seemed to have come completely out of her shell around him and he counted himself fortunate to have another buddy. One who actually knew the stats without messing up or having to look them up. Not like several of his friends he wouldn’t mention. It didn’t hurt that she was incredibly hot. That was just a bonus. A nice bonus, but a bonus nonetheless for his newest buddys.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Laki-laki yang ia kedinginan. Dia direndam ke tulang dan tidak tampak seperti dia akan mampu untuk pergi ke rumahnya Kapan saja segera untuk mengubah. Biasanya ia akan strip bawah petinju nya, tapi tetangganya sudah bergairah di sekelilingnya. Dia tidak mau memberikan hal miskin stroke. Dia menatap dia sangat bersih dan jelas juga dirawat dengan lantai kayu dan meringis."Sialan, mungkin aku harus melangkah keluar dari belakang dan mengeringkan," katanya saat ia mengangkat mata untuk melihat ke dalam nya dapur. Alis nya terbang saat ia melihat jendela menggelapkan."Saya tidak berpikir bahwa akan terjadi untuk sementara," Haley mengatakan lembut seperti dia menggosok dahinya. "Mengapa tidak Anda pergi mandi dan aku akan melihat apakah saya dapat menemukan Anda sesuatu untuk dikenakan. Sementara Anda mengambil mandi Anda saya akan menelepon untuk pembasmi.""Jika Anda yakin," katanya, berharap dia tidak akan mengubah pikirannya. Ia kedinginan bola. Neraka, pada titik ini ia akan memeras pantatnya ke gaun untuk mendapatkan hangat.Dia mengangguk sambil lalu ketika dia menyaksikan lebah berkerumun di sekitar halaman belakang rumahnya. "Ya, mari saya tunjukkan di mana kamar mandi adalah."Sepuluh menit kemudian menggigil akhirnya berhenti dan dia benar-benar menikmati mandi. Tidak pernah dalam hidupnya telah air panas merasa sangat baik. Ini adalah kamar mandi terbaik pernah. Hal itu tidak sakit bahwa tetangganya pemalu sedikit berbagi apresiasi atas hal-hal sederhana dalam hidup seperti sebuah bar normal sabun dan tak satu pun dari itu terlalu wangi kotoran mahal yang tidak pernah lathered dengan benar dan selalu meninggalkan ruam pada kulitnya. Hal itu juga tidak sakit bahwa kamar mandi tampak seperti mandi dan tidak tertutup dari kepala hingga kaki renda dan make up. Ini adalah mandi seorang pria bisa nyaman menggunakan tanpa khawatir tentang maskulinitas nya.Dia hanya menarik pada t-shirt yang ia tinggalkan ketika ia mendengar berteriak "tidak! Jangan lakukan itu!"Jason adalah dari kamar mandi dalam waktu kurang dari sedetik, berlari ke arah dia siap untuk membunuh bajingan apa pun berusaha untuk menyakitinya. Ia datang ke skidding berhenti depannya.Dia tersenyum manis ketika ia berkata, "Tuhan, aku mencintaimu."Alis nya hampir menembak melalui rambut Nya sebagai hatinya ditumbuk. Sial, ini adalah lebih buruk daripada pikirnya. Dia tidak menghindari dia selama ini karena dia malu. Tidak, ia adalah kepala jatuh cinta dengannya. Kotoran. Ini adalah canggung, terutama karena ia terjebak di sini sampai pembasmi bisa keluar di sini. Sekarang dia berharap itu segera.Benar-benar segera.He opened his mouth to say something only to find himself gestured impatiently out of the way with a dough covered wooden spoon. He stepped back frowning, afraid of getting dough all over him, and wondering what was wrong with the woman professing her love for him one moment and shooing him out of the way the next.“Never come between me and the man I love,” she said, snapping him out of his thoughts.Jason followed her gaze and chuckled. “Derek Jeter?”She frowned as if questioning her love for the man was stupid. “Of course.”He couldn’t help but grin. Damn. How had he missed this? She had a huge television. Bigger than his even and that was really saying something since his television was the one thing he'd really splurged on.“That’s a really big TV for such a tiny woman,” he said teasingly.“Well, how else am I supposed to watch my games and feel like I’m there?” she countered back. “Plus, this way I get to see my future husband better.”“Does he know?” he asked, looking back at her.She scrunched her face up adorably. “Not yet, but I can wait,” she said with a smile that made her face go from utterly adorable and sweet to heartbreakingly beautiful in less than ten seconds.Damn.He shifted his feet awkwardly for a moment while she watched the game with rapt attention.“Are you a Red Sox fan?” she suddenly asked.“Hell no!” he said, insulted by the question. He may live knee deep in Red Sox territory, but that didn’t mean he was a betraying bastard. Yankees were his first love and would be his last.She sighed with obvious relief. “Thank god.” She sent the game one last look of longing before returning to her kitchen counter where he noted with a chuckle that she had a small flat screen with the game playing. This woman really loved her Yankees, or at least one in particular.What the hell was it with women and Derek Jeter?He took a moment to look around her house. The damn bees were still covering all of her windows, but his attention was elsewhere. Her walls were covered in Yankees memorabilia. He wasn't too surprised when he spotted a signed photo of Derek Jeter above the television.“Looks like we’re stuck inside until after dark,” she said, pulling his attention back to the kitchen. “The exterminator said he has to wait for the nest to calm down. That will happen when the sun goes down. He’ll come and spray them and remove the nest if he can.”He ran his fingers through his damp hair and sighed. “I guess you’re stuck with me for a little while.”She shrugged. “It’s fine. There’s a good game on so it should help pass the time.”“True,” he agreed.“I’m making homemade pizza. I hope you don’t mind. I was planning on ordering pizza today for the game, but with the bees and all…..,” she trailed off, shrugging.“No, that sounds great. I’m sorry that I’m intruding," he said, feeling like an ass. This woman spent the last five years avoiding him and now he was being forced on her by Mother Nature.“Not a problem,” she said and he got the feeling that she was lying. She never liked to be around him before. Whenever he stood too close to her at work or went to sit next to her she found an excuse to move. Now she was forced to have him in her house. That couldn’t make her all that happy. His eyes drifted off to the television when she sighed dreamily. Then again her attention was elsewhere at the moment.“Beer?”"What?" he asked a little confused.“Beer,” she said, gesturing towards the fridge without taking her eyes off the television.“Oh,” he said with a chuckle as he retrieved two bottles. He handed her one and she took it with a mumbled thanks and then a few choice words for one of the players.Jason leaned back and watched the show. Not really the game, but Haley as she cooked and ranted. Soon it became obvious if the vegetables were going to get cut and not mangled every time she didn’t agree with a call he’d have to do it.For the next six hours they cooked, watched the game, laughed, swore and screamed at the television, ate and got into an hour long fight with the exterminator over the insane amount he wanted to charge them before the argument shifted to the game. By the end of the night Haley seemed to have come completely out of her shell around him and he counted himself fortunate to have another buddy. One who actually knew the stats without messing up or having to look them up. Not like several of his friends he wouldn’t mention. It didn’t hurt that she was incredibly hot. That was just a bonus. A nice bonus, but a bonus nonetheless for his newest buddys.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Man ia kedinginan. Dia direndam ke tulang dan tidak terlihat seperti dia akan bisa pergi ke rumahnya dalam waktu dekat untuk mengubah. Biasanya dia akan strip ke celana pendek, tapi tetangganya sudah senewen di sekelilingnya. Dia tidak ingin memberikan hal yang buruk stroke. Dia menatapnya sangat bersih dan jelas baik merawat lantai kayu dan meringis. "Sial, mungkin aku harus melangkah keluar dari belakang dan kering," katanya sambil mengangkat matanya melihat ke dapur sebelah nya. Alisnya terbang sambil mengamati jendela gelap. "Saya tidak berpikir bahwa akan terjadi untuk sementara waktu," kata Haley lembut sambil mengusap dahinya. "Kenapa kau tidak pergi mandi dan aku akan melihat apakah saya dapat menemukan sesuatu untuk dipakai. Sementara Anda mengambil mandi Anda aku akan memanggil pembasmi. "" Jika Anda yakin, "katanya, berharap dia tidak akan berubah pikiran. Dia kedinginan bola liburnya. Neraka, pada saat ini ia meremas pantatnya ke gaun untuk mendapatkan hangat. Dia mengangguk tanpa sadar saat dia melihat lebah berkerumun di sekitar halaman belakang rumahnya. "Ya, saya menunjukkan di mana kamar mandi." Sepuluh menit kemudian menggigil akhirnya berhenti dan dia benar-benar menikmati mandi. Tidak pernah dalam hidupnya memiliki air panas merasa begitu baik. Ini adalah yang terbaik yang pernah mandi. Hal itu tidak sakit bahwa tetangganya malu kecilnya bersama apresiasi untuk hal-hal sederhana dalam hidup seperti bar normal sabun dan tidak ada omong kosong mahal terlalu wangi yang tidak pernah lathered benar dan selalu meninggalkan ruam di kulitnya. Ini juga tidak sakit bahwa kamar mandi tampak seperti kamar mandi dan tidak tertutup dari kepala sampai kaki renda dan makeup. Ini adalah kamar mandi pria bisa nyaman menggunakan tanpa khawatir tentang maskulinitas-nya. Ia hanya menarik pada kaos tee ia meninggalkan dia ketika ia mendengar jeritan nya, "Tidak! Jangan lakukan itu! "Jason keluar dari kamar mandi dalam waktu kurang dari satu detik, berlari ke arahnya siap untuk membunuh bajingan apa pun yang mencoba menyakitinya. Dia datang ke penyaradan berhenti di depannya. Dia tersenyum manis saat dia berkata, "Tuhan, aku mencintaimu." Alis Nya hampir ditembak melalui garis rambut sebagai jantungnya berdebar. Sial, ini lebih buruk daripada pikirnya. Dia tidak menghindari dia bertahun-tahun karena dia pemalu. Tidak, dia jungkir balik cinta dengan dia. Sial. Ini adalah canggung, terutama karena ia terjebak di sini sampai pembasmi bisa datang ke sini. Sekarang ia berharap itu segera. Benar-benar segera. Dia membuka mulutnya untuk mengatakan sesuatu hanya untuk menemukan dirinya menunjuk sabar keluar dari jalan dengan adonan tertutup sendok kayu. Dia melangkah kembali mengerutkan kening, takut mendapatkan adonan seluruh tubuhnya, dan bertanya-tanya apa yang salah dengan wanita itu mengaku cintanya satu saat dan mengusir dia keluar dari jalan berikutnya. "Tidak pernah datang antara saya dan orang yang saya cintai," katanya, gertakan dia keluar dari pikirannya. Jason mengikuti tatapannya dan tertawa. "Derek Jeter?" Dia mengerutkan kening seolah mempertanyakan cintanya orang itu bodoh. "Tentu saja." Dia tidak bisa menahan senyum. Sialan. Bagaimana dia merindukan ini? Dia memiliki televisi besar. Lebih besar dari itu bahkan dan yang benar-benar mengatakan sesuatu karena televisinya adalah satu hal yang dia benar-benar splurged di. "Itu TV yang sangat besar bagi wanita kecil seperti itu," katanya menggoda. "Nah, bagaimana lagi aku bisa menonton permainan saya dan merasa seperti aku ada? "dia balas kembali. "Plus, dengan cara ini saya bisa melihat suami saya masa depan yang lebih baik." "Apakah dia tahu?" Tanyanya, melihat kembali padanya. Dia mengerutkan wajahnya sampai adorably. "Belum, tapi aku bisa menunggu," katanya dengan senyum yang membuat wajahnya pergi dari benar-benar manis dan manis untuk heartbreakingly indah dalam waktu kurang dari sepuluh detik. Sialan. Dia menggeser kakinya canggung sejenak sementara dia menyaksikan pertandingan itu dengan penuh perhatian. "Apakah Anda penggemar Red Sox?" dia tiba-tiba bertanya. "Hell no!" katanya, dihina oleh pertanyaan itu. Dia mungkin hidup lutut jauh di dalam wilayah Red Sox, tapi itu tidak berarti dia adalah seorang bajingan mengkhianati. Yankees adalah cinta pertamanya dan akan menjadi yang terakhir baginya. Dia menghela napas lega jelas. "Terima kasih Tuhan." Dia mengirimkan permainan satu terakhir kerinduan sebelum kembali ke dapur counter di mana ia mencatat dengan tertawa kecil bahwa ia memiliki layar datar kecil dengan bermain game. Wanita ini benar-benar mencintai Yankees nya, atau setidaknya orang tertentu. Apa-apaan itu dengan wanita dan Derek Jeter? Dia mengambil waktu sejenak untuk melihat-lihat rumahnya. Lebah sialan masih menutupi semua jendela, tapi perhatiannya itu di tempat lain. Dindingnya ditutupi Yankees memorabilia. Dia tidak terlalu terkejut ketika ia melihat sebuah foto ditandatangani Derek Jeter di atas televisi. "Sepertinya kita terjebak dalam sampai setelah gelap," katanya, menarik perhatiannya kembali ke dapur. "Pembasmi katanya harus menunggu sarang untuk tenang. Itu akan terjadi ketika matahari terbenam. Dia akan datang dan semprot mereka dan menghapus sarang jika ia bisa. "Dia mengusap rambut basah dan mendesah. "Saya kira Anda terjebak dengan saya untuk sementara waktu." Dia mengangkat bahu. "Tidak apa-apa. Ada permainan yang baik di jadi harus membantu melewatkan waktu. "" Benar, "dia setuju." Aku sedang membuat pizza buatan sendiri. Saya harap Anda tidak keberatan. Saya berencana memesan pizza hari ini untuk permainan, tetapi dengan lebah dan semua ... .., "ia terdiam, mengangkat bahu." Tidak, itu terdengar hebat. Aku menyesal bahwa saya mengganggu, "katanya, merasa seperti keledai. Wanita ini menghabiskan lima tahun terakhir menghindari dia dan sekarang dia dipaksa padanya oleh Ibu Alam." Tidak masalah, "katanya dan dia punya perasaan bahwa dia berbohong. Dia tidak pernah menyukai berada di sekitar dia sebelumnya. Setiap kali ia berdiri terlalu dekat dengannya di tempat kerja atau pergi untuk duduk di sampingnya ia menemukan alasan untuk bergerak. Sekarang dia dipaksa untuk memiliki dia di rumahnya . Itu tidak bisa membuatnya semua yang bahagia. Matanya melayang ke televisi ketika dia mendesah melamun. Kemudian lagi perhatiannya adalah di tempat lain saat ini. "Beer?" "Apa?" tanyanya sedikit bingung. "Beer, "katanya, sambil menunjuk ke lemari es tanpa mengambil matanya dari televisi." Oh, "katanya sambil tertawa kecil saat ia diambil dua botol. Dia menyerahkan satu dan dia mengambilnya dengan berkat bergumam dan kemudian beberapa pilihan kata untuk salah satu pemain. Jason bersandar dan menyaksikan pertunjukan. Tidak benar-benar permainan, tapi Haley saat ia dimasak dan gembar-gembor. Segera menjadi jelas jika sayuran akan mendapatkan memotong dan tidak hancur setiap kali ia tidak setuju dengan memanggil ia harus melakukannya. Selama enam jam berikutnya mereka dimasak, menonton pertandingan, tertawa, bersumpah dan berteriak televisi, makan dan masuk ke sebuah pertarungan panjang jam dengan pembasmi atas jumlah gila dia ingin biaya mereka sebelum argumen bergeser ke permainan. Pada akhir malam Haley tampaknya telah benar-benar keluar dari shell nya di sekelilingnya dan dia menganggap dirinya beruntung memiliki teman yang lain. Salah satu yang benar-benar tahu statistik tanpa mengacaukan atau harus melihat mereka. Tidak seperti beberapa teman-temannya ia tidak akan menyebutkan. Hal itu tidak sakit bahwa dia sangat panas. Itu hanya bonus. Bonus bagus, tapi bonus tetap untuk buddys terbarunya.