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Desirae Spencer moved back to her childhood town for reasons big and small: to care for her aging father, to escape the grind of big-city anonymity, and—she admits with a conspiratorial smile—to finally fix the sagging wooden deck her brothers never got around to. What she didn’t expect was that the man who showed up on a Monday morning to quote the job would become the pulse of the summer. naughtyathome poolguy desirae spencer exclusive

There’s tenderness here, too. Desirae recounts a late afternoon when she and the pool guy shared a thermos of coffee beneath a rain-darkening sky, both acknowledging—without performance or pretense—that they were participants in an exchange none of their neighbors needed to monetize. She resists turning this into spectacle, instead folding it into an observation about human scale: how two people can find a private sequence inside public space and leave the rest to the town to narrate as it will. —Desirae Spencer (exclusive) Desirae Spencer moved back to