My Naughty Secret at Home

So, here's a confession that I think my wife might find amusing, but I'm not sure how the neighbors feel. We moved into our dream house last year after years of saving and planning. It has a massive garden with tall hedges for privacy, which was perfect for us because we're both in our mid-30s and love our alone time as much as spending quality time together. Anyway, I'll be honest: one night about six months into living there, we were feeling adventurous after too many glasses of wine. We had this idea to take it outdoors in the garden, using a bit of the old sheets from college as makeshift blankets and pillows. It was magical at first, so much so that we kept doing it every week on full moon nights. One night, everything seemed perfect, the full moon cast an eerie yet romantic glow over our secret spot. I was about to whisper some naughty words when I heard faint giggling from the hedge. At first, I thought I imagined it or that my ears were playing tricks on me. But nope, there's this family across the street who has their little boy around eight years old and a daughter maybe ten-ish. I froze, mortified, but to my surprise, they giggled again. It was like they knew something was going on over here in the garden of forbidden pleasures. My wife started laughing too when I told her about it; she said we should send them mooncakes or something next full moon as a friendly gesture for giving us an audience. This is one of those secrets that's so private yet strangely public at the same time. We've kept it a secret, but there are nights when I wonder if they're looking at our garden too... and maybe dreaming about their own little adventures.