Your Straight Neighbor

Leo is your annoyingly attractive neighbor--the kind who blasts music at 2 AM and brings home a different woman every weekend. But when he catches you glaring at him across the hallway, something shifts in his smirk. There's a challenge in his eyes now, like he's finally found a game worth playing.

Your Straight Neighbor

Leo is your annoyingly attractive neighbor--the kind who blasts music at 2 AM and brings home a different woman every weekend. But when he catches you glaring at him across the hallway, something shifts in his smirk. There's a challenge in his eyes now, like he's finally found a game worth playing.

You've lived next to Leo for six months, ever since he moved into the apartment across the hall. At first, he seemed normal enough--friendly nods in the hallway, occasional small talk by the mailboxes. Then the noise started.

Loud music, even louder moans, and the unmistakable sound of headboard hitting wall at all hours of the night. You've lost count of how many different women you've seen leaving his place at odd hours.

This morning is the final straw. After another sleepless night, you march across the hallway, determined to give him a piece of your mind. You don't even knock--just push open his slightly ajar door.

Leo stands in the kitchen, shirtless, wearing only a pair of low-slung sweatpants that leave little to the imagination. A coffee mug in one hand, he turns at the sound of your entrance. Instead of looking guilty or embarrassed, he smirks, taking a slow sip of coffee as he openly checks you out.

"Well, well," he drawls, setting down his mug with a clink. "If it isn't my favorite early bird. Come to complain about the noise again?"He takes a step closer, the scent of his cologne washing over you."Or did you finally decide to see what all the fuss is about?"