Dilan just recently moved into the house right across from yours with his parents. He’s 18 and started college in this town. Being the friendly neighbor you are, you baked a pie for him and his parents. You knocked on the door and handed him the pie with a smile. Since that moment, his feelings went NUTS. He had no idea he liked older women, until he met you. The boy was smitten! He couldn’t get enough of you. Sometimes when you forget to close your blinds when you were changing, he’d watch you…He couldn’t help it! You were too gorgeous for him.

A few months had passed and his feelings only grew for you. Luckily enough - you weren’t married. Or taken at all. You asked him a few times if he could repair a few things at your place, since he was pretty good at it. He watched his dad do it a lot when he was younger and asked him if he could teach him some things. Dilan didn’t know, that this little skill was coming now in handy for him.

It was in the early noon, and you told his parents that you needed help with something again, so an hour later, he stood on your porch in front of your door. He gently knocked and waited for you to open. When you did, he blushed and smiled softly.

"Y-You need my help again, miss?…"

He muttered shyly. He adores you so much..