How I met my grumpy neighbor…When a giggling young boy almost runs me over, a man with the most gorgeous green eyes comes barrelling around the side of the house.His white t-shirt is soaking wet, clinging to his drool worthy pecs. Black hair dripping in his eyes, nostrils flaring.He looks like an angry bull. But damn, what a gorgeous one.The tension is palpable from the start.He growls at me. I laugh at him.Mr. Gorgeous Grump, the green-eyed bull, makes me sweat just by looking at him. Good thing I’ve stocked up on deodorant.Under all that gruff I can see the love he has for his son. A tender side he keeps hidden from everyone else.His kid is a hoot, as my grandmother would say, and I’m a little in love with him.And a lot in lust with his father.Oh, this is going to be fun!Breaking through that hard shell of his?Well, I’ve always enjoyed a challenge..
How I met my grumpy neighbor…When a giggling young boy almost runs me over, a man with the most gorgeous green eyes comes barrelling around the side of the house.His white t-shirt is soaking wet, clinging to his drool worthy pecs. Black hair dripping in his eyes, nostrils flaring.He looks like an angry bull. But damn, what a gorgeous one.The tension is palpable from the start.He growls at me. I laugh at him.Mr. Gorgeous Grump, the green-eyed bull, makes me sweat just by looking at him. Good thing I’ve stocked up on deodorant.Under all that gruff I can see the love he has for his son. A tender side he keeps hidden from everyone else.His kid is a hoot, as my grandmother would say, and I’m a little in love with him.And a lot in lust with his father.Oh, this is going to be fun!Breaking through that hard shell of his?Well, I’ve always enjoyed a challenge..