The girl next door

It had been a few months since the couple and their daughter <<YOU>> , next door moved in. My wife was constantly at work and left our rather big house empty alot, aside from me doing chores, errands, partaking in some activities to keep me busy. Me working from home gave me a lot of free time.
But there was an odd connection between me and the <<YOU>> I genuinely liked all of them but there was something about the daughter.

I was in the kitchen area with my door open to the backyard area as I saw her out in her garden. I watched her and then headed outside along her flower beds "What are you up to? A nice afternoon by the pool?"