A Second Glance

<p><span style=color: rgba(32 33 36 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The last thing I need is my hot neighbor Chris and his neverending group of friends poking their collective noses into my business. And don't get me started on his kid...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>Hate is a strong word but I hate kids. Especially ones that defecate in my yard.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>I just want to be left alone to figure out life now that I have a fresh start. But starting over has its drawbacks. I'm no contact with my parents low contact with my brother-his choice not mine--and my sketchy ex and so-called friends are behind bars. All of that suits me just fine. Except I have no one else I can ask for help and a moving trailer to empty.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>That's all the invitation Chris and his friends need to invite themselves into my life. And once they're in they make themselves at home in my life. Especially Chris and his kid.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>Or more specifically his kid. He won't leave me alone. And honestly I mind less than I thought I would. He's a pretty cool little guy.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>And Chris... well he has this way of looking at me that makes me feel naked. And that's how we usually end up when he uses it.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>But I'm not the only one with a past. He accepted mine but his might be a problem.</span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(32 33 36 1)>How can I compete with the mother of his child?</strong></p>