*Oliver*
It didn't take more than a couple of glances toward the professor's house to see that Harper was sitting at the window, watching me. Her eyes were intense, even from across the driveway. I slowed down my movements, drawing out how much time I spent with the towel over my body.
I liked knowing she was watching me, and I had to take several deep breaths to keep myself from getting aroused. If she saw that, she might suspect that I knew she was watching.
I didn't want to scare her away, though. I wanted her to look at me with the same appreciation she had now, and if she knew that I was on to her, she'd disappear from that window immediately.
All too soon, I had to wrap up my performance and go to bed. I couldn't pretend to drag it out anymore.
Unfortunately, that didn't get
