I was feel' pretty spicy when I wrote this so - enjoy!
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When you got asked to babysit for your neighbors for a night, you had no idea that it would become your full time job.
Most of the time it's wake up at six, head over to their house by seven, get back home around four when Vanessa, Colby's wife, got home and you gave her the rundown of what happened throughout the day.
Sometimes it's earlier, sometimes it's later, but you never have any issue with it. They paid you good and you loved their kids.
Vanessa was usually the one who you dealt with, if Colby was home from work trips, he had the kids, so you weren't needed, which wasn't often, honestly.
You were partly glad you never really had to deal with Colby, not because he was an asshole or anything, but mainly because he was hot, and he knew it.
Every time he was around, you had to force yourself not to look at him for too long. Part of you felt like he strutted himself around on purpose because, again, he knew he was hot.
You were neighbors, the houses were kind of close, so if he walked into his room shirtless with the curtains open, which he may or may not have done a few times before, you got a full picture.
When he would catch you looking, he didn't close the curtains, no. He would give you a little smirk, shake his head and put a shirt on before leaving the room.
He always made you nervous, but in such a weirdly good, we shouldn't be doing this kind of way, which oddly fueled the fire and felt.. good.
It was only a one sided awkwardness when you first started babysitting, but now you've hacked the code to masking your feelings for the husband who lives next door, and no one seems to suspect a thing.
Or, at least, you thought.
"Thank you so much for coming over this early, y/n," Vanessa says as she closes the door behind you, "I'm running late, the kids are starting to wake up, and I didn't pack my damn suitcase."
"Whoa. Hey." You laugh slightly, "Take a breath, okay? You just go up and pack, I'll get the kids."
She grabs your arms, "You're a saint." She shakes her head, "Thank you!"
You nod as she walks away, turning around to see oldest one walking down the steps, "Y/n!" He yells running over to you.
"Oh hello my little love!" You bend down, swooping him up from the ground in a hug, "Did you have a good sleep, huh?"
