As I heard the knock on my door, my heart raced. I knew who it was - the new plumber in town. He was cute, with muscles visible even under his tight shirt. I tried to act natural when I opened the door, but my cheeks flushed at the sight of him.
"Hi, I'm here to fix your sink," he said with a smile that made my stomach flip.
"Thank you so much," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.
As he began his work, my eyes traced the outline of his biceps flexing as he twisted pipes. Suddenly, he turned around and noticed me staring.
"Something wrong, miss?" He asked, revealing a playful smirk.
"No, no, it's just... you're really good at what you do," I blushed, looking away as I tried to hide my embarrassment.
