Falling in love with the bad boy?

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"Hey" he said.
"Um...hi" I stuttered " I live next door. I was umm welcoming your family to the neighborhood. My mother and I bake some sugar cookies" I said handing him the container.
"Thanks" he said starting to close the door until a tall woman came.
"Hi I'm Liza Thomas and this is my son Daniel Thomas . Come in."
I followed them in. Their house looked like mine except for the white walls.
"Please sit down. Do you want coffee?"
"No thank you" I said sitting on their White couch.
"How long has your family been here?" Liza asked.
"Well I was raised in that house and my family has life's in this town for generations."
"Wow. That's impressive."
"Yeah... I guess. Oh by the way my name is Lucy Milers. And my parents  are Joanna and Mike. Oh and I have a little brother named max." 
"Oh okay. My husband name is Daryl, he is at work."
"Yeah I can understand my parents are always working. My father is a math teacher and my mother is a journalist. There always working."
"Daryl is a construction  worker and I'm unemployed."
I was listening to Liza I swear but I was also looking at Daniel. He was wearing black pants that had big ripsaw them and a black tank top that showed of his muscles. I was wondering how he wasn't hot.  He had black hair that was gelled back showing off his jawline and blue eyes.  He saw me looking and stood up almost  angrily and  walk to his room. That was my sign to go. I said goodbye to Mrs. Thomas and ran back to by house.