Rachel had two reasons for visiting - to thank me and to ask if Luke could stay at my place.

"Kate, please, I'm begging you. It's just us two, and we're desperate. He needs a summer job to save money before college starts. Once school begins, he'll move into the dorms - he won't be in your way long."

Rachel was practically in tears, and I couldn't say no.

She'd been through so much, including a cheating husband like mine. I decided to help.

When I agreed, Rachel pulled out a crumpled $500 from her pocket. I refused it and instead gave her $5,000 to help with her business.

After Rachel left, Luke stayed behind, and I showed him to the guest room.

Luke proved to be incredibly helpful, waking up before me and having breakfast ready. But when I saw the laundry hanging on the balcony, my face turned bright red.

"Aunt Kate, did I do something wrong?"

Luke had washed and hung up my lingerie that I'd forgotten to put in the washing machine yesterday.

Staring at the red lace hanging there, I stammered, "No, no... just... don't worry about that kind of laundry in the future."

Luke fumbled with his words, "Aunt Kate, I just wanted to help out where I could."

After a long day at work, I treated myself to some sparkling wine and cake.

Back home in my loungewear, I took a sip of wine, feeling my stress melt away.

"Aunt Kate, you're home?"

A shirtless figure emerged from the kitchen, calling out excitedly.

That's when it hit me - I wasn't living alone anymore. There was a young man in my house.

Luke was incredibly fit, his abs perfectly defined, every inch of him radiating youthful energy.

The kitchen heat had him sweating, droplets trailing down his neck and disappearing lower.

I swallowed hard.

Since my divorce, I hadn't been with anyone. My coworkers who showed interest were either too old or players - none caught my eye.

Now, having such a young, fit body before me was overwhelming temptation for a woman who'd been single so long.

Luke's gaze turned intense as he crouched beside me like a big puppy, lifting his handsome face to ask, "Aunt Kate, you look tired. Would you like a massage?"