Jen watched as he climbed the ladder and set to work. She noticed his lean muscles straining as he climbed and could do little else other than stare at him. She tried to analyze her attraction to him. It wasn't that she had a "type", but she figured there had to be some reason she felt drawn to him. Sure, he was a good looking kid, and he had a nice body (not that she'd ever seen it without clothes on), but there had to be something.
And then, he smiled at her. It was that sweet, innocent, adorable smile that made her weak in the knees as if she was thirteen again. And she realized it was more than just the physical with him. It was far deeper than that. She slowly handed him the lightbulb and smiled back. Oh, the things she wanted to do to him.