Two weeks ago, two of the dreamiest men I've ever seen moved in across the street. Ever since then, I've been obnoxiously aware of every little noise I hear coming from next door. Every sound is a chance that they might be outside working on one of their cars in their driveway or mowing the lawn shirtless. Yummy.
Looking is all I can do though. They're both way out of my league. One a gorgeous blond with a swimmer's build. The other a ruggedly handsome brunette with the most delicious five o'clock shadow. And then there's me, average at best.
Never in a million years did I think they would show up on my front doorstep. And what they want is far from conventional.
