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Every day for the past week I walk out to my mailbox I hope to see my new neighbors son. He has to be the most perfect male form. At first I thought he was a mover. He has the most beautiful eyes. The kind you can get lost in. And don't forget his body. Oh his body does not look like it belongs on a seventeen year old. And looks so handsome walking out of the house to catch the school bus, in his cargo shorts and polo shirts. I just get excited when I see him. So you can imagine my surprise when he rang my door bell.

"Miss Roberts?"

"Andrew! What are you doing here?" I stood there thinking, finally my prayers have been answered.

"My mom told me to bring back your cake pan, Miss Roberts, here." He shoved it in my face.

"Oh Andrew, please call me Keyara." I smiled. "Did you like the cake? It's one of my favorites?"

"Yes I did. I was really good. We also used it as a makeshift birthday cake too." He grinned and I almost melt away right there.

"Who's birthday was it?"

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