Since when does getting a new neighbor drive to having problems with your marriage? Easy, when the person who moves in next door is no other than the one and only Eddie Duran. :)

Chapter 1 –Getting problems?

This morning started as usual as every morning does. I woke up feeling my husband's arms wrapped around my waist and we're just lying in each other's arms. This supposed to be a good thing right? Well it is, but the only problem with this ideal picture is the unendurable scent of alcohol coming from the mouth of that dear husband of mine. Oh I can't believe he did this again, he promised me not to. Everyone's thinking I am making a total fool of myself by being with him, but I can't help it. I really love him and hoping everyday he'll change. Although I haven't seen it in a really long time I know his loving and caring self is still in there, wanting to break out.

Let me tell you how our life works. I'm the one who's earning the money and he's the one that spends almost all of that. I mean don't get me wrong he could be sweet when he wants to. He sometimes brings me flowers and surprises me with a dinner, but he hasn't done any of these lately. In the last seven months every night when I come home, I found him on the couch with a bottle of bourbon in his hand drunk as fiddler and we've been only married for two years now. Ohhh I have to get out of here.

I slowly started releasing myself from his grip and quickly went for my robe in the bathroom.

Husband: Where are you going babe? Come back here!

No, he woke up!

Loren: I'm going to have a shower and then go prepare some breakfast. – I stated lying cause I know he is gonna fall fast asleep again the moment I leave this room.

Husband: OK, but can you please bring me some Advil? My head hurts like hell.

Loren's thoughts: Maybe if you haven't been drinking last night again your head wouldn't hurt.

Loren: Sure.

I turned around on my feet and walked out of our bedroom closing the door quietly behind me. I went downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed two pills of Advil from the shelf. I also poured some water in a glass and returned back to the room. Opening the room I found him asleep on the bed, like I have expected, snoring so loud that our neighbors may have heard it as well. I placed the tablets and the glass on the nightstand and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

After I was done with my usual morning routine I grabbed my running clothes from the closet, which were a blue sport bra with black shorts, I put them on and headed out of the house. I put my earphones into my ears and started off running down the street.

Almost 30 minutes elapsed when I got back from my run. I'm so proud of myself. I've never been able before to run 5 miles within this short matter of time. Being angry with him brings this out of me.

I sighed one last time, before opening the front door and then something caught my attention. I stepped back on the porch and took a look at the house next to ours. There were two big moving trunks and four men unloading the boxes inside of it. Oh we're getting new neighbors, great! Just please God, let them be normal. We've been living here for two years and I haven't got any good friends in this area.

Loren's thoughts: Maybe I will take some muffins over to welcome them after they'll be done with moving in stuff.

I walked through the door only to find my husband standing in the living room, looking angry.

Husband: Hi Lo! Where have you been?! I woke up and there was no breakfast, so I had to do it myself.

Loren: No one died doing their food before, so please just stop yowling like a little girl!

Husband: What's up with you? This morning you seemed fine.

Loren: Sorry… I was just doing my usual morning run and the old man next door left his garbage outside again so this kinda pissed me off.

Husband: It's OK. I'm going out. See you later maybe… - He walked up to me and after giving me a peck on my cheeks he left.

I have the day off and don't have to go anywhere today, so I decided after getting myself freshened up I'll start doing the muffins for the new people in the street.

It's 3 pm right now and I finished baking the cookies. I took the cake pan out of the oven and after waiting a few minutes for them to chill a little bit; I put them into the basket on the table. When everything was in order my dear husband decided to come home.

Husband: Oh hey honey! Would you please go to the store and buy some beers for me and the guys?

Loren: Why do you need beer this time?

Husband: Tonight's the last game of the season and the guys are coming over so please buy more than usually.

Loren: Do you really need to get drunk again?!

Husband: I won't get drunk. We'll just have some beer and enjoy the last match.

Loren: You said the exact same thing last night and look how it ended.

Husband: Yes, but yesterday was the big poker game and I couldn't miss it. It was all or nothing and I had to go.

Loren: What did you say?

Husband: I said that it had been all or nothing poker game and I'd had to go.

Loren: And let me guess, you got nothing.

Husband: That doesn't matter…

Loren: How much did you lose?

Husband: Loren.

Loren: I asked you something. How much did you lose?

Husband: 200 hundred dollars…

Loren: Great. That is just great…

Husband: I will win it back, I promise!

Loren: Of course you will… - I grabbed the basket, with the muffins in it from the table and laid a dish towel above them. - And just to answer your last question, no. I can't go to the store and buy you beers, because unlike you I have better things to do. For example: greeting our new neighbor. Have fun with your bastard friends! – I shouted and opened the door, making sure I slammed it as hard as I could after I exited the room.

I'm so excited about this new neighbor. Maybe this person is a girl like me and I can finally have my girl-talks with someone who's not my mom.

Knock, knock, knock

3 minutes passed and there was still no answer. I started to lose hope they would be home, so I took one last look into the house through the window next to the door and turned around to leave. As I was taking the last step of the stairs I heard a male voice coming from the front door.

Guy: Hey!

I turned around to check who was the person and was really surprised by the picture in front of me. There was a very sexy guy, who could be at the same age as me, standing in the doorway with only his boxers on.

Guy: Sorry about the lack of clothes.

Loren's thoughts: I don't really mind.

I walked back up to the porch and couldn't take my eyes off of him.

Eddie: My name's Eddie Duran. Can I help you with something?

After a couple of minutes I realized that I'd been staring at the new guy's hard rock abs and haven't answered him. Aw I so wanna touch it. OMG Loren, what are you taking about?! You can't think about your new sexy neighbor like this when you have your loving husband at home who's probably drinking his regular night beers.

I finally lifted my gaze from his abdomen and went to look into his eyes.

Loren: Sorry! I've kinda zoned out. I'm Loren Mitchell and I just came to welcome you in our street.

Eddie: That is really nice of you, and you even brought cookies! - - Do you wanna come inside and have a something to drink maybe?

Loren: Sure! That'd be awesome.

Eddie stepped aside from the door allowing Loren a way into his home. After she slowly got inside he closed the door behind her and led her into the kitchen.

I was in the cinema yesterday with my friends and watched Zac Efron's movie 'Neighbors'. Then we came home and decided to watch one more movie and we chose 'Temptation'. They got me really inspired and this is what I managed to get out of it. I really hope you liked it and please review if you want a new chapter!

All my love,

Bridgit.:)