(For context I’m Native American)
It was nothing short of addicting. My neighbor had moved to the left of us about 2 months ago and was quite young. Around 20. I met him once and we exchanged pleasantries but that was it besides the occasional wave.
He was a busy young man from sweat I could gather. I thought my schedule was busy considering I worked 6:30am-6pm at my boring old desk job. But when I’d wake up and go to take a shower I noticed through his bedroom window adjacent from me. He’d be already getting dressed for the day. And when I’d get home and taking my afternoon shower he’d be just getting home.
I admit I wouldn’t have noticed such things if it weren’t for the fact that I found hi to be rather attractive to me. Things weren’t really happening in my love life as a divorced 40yr old mother. And hell a young handsome neighbor was enough to peak my interest.
He was tall, white, with black hair and greenish eyes. Seemed to hit the gym at least a few times a week. His voice was attractive as well.