There’s always something a little dangerous about the boy next door!! You know the type I mean… the one who always seems to be outside when you are. The one who gives you that little smile when you walk past. The one you’ve caught looking at you just a second longer than he probably should. I’ve always wondered what would happen if we stopped pretending we didn’t notice each other. Maybe it starts innocently enough... a casual “hey,” a conversation over the fence, or an excuse to borrow something neither of us really needs. Then suddenly, you’re thinking about that smile when you’re supposed to be doing something else. There’s something irresistible about a little mystery. You don’t know exactly what he’s thinking, and he doesn’t know what’s going through your mind either. Maybe that’s what makes the boy next door so tempting. So tell me, baby… have you ever had a crush on the "girl or boy" next door? Or maybe you’re the one someone has been secretly watching from across the street? Either way, I have a feeling there’s a story there. ??