
Rachael Cavalli steps through the front door, purse slung over one shoulder, and finds Reese Robbins still waiting in the kitchen. Her husband was supposed to release the babysitter an hour ago. Again. Rachael’s apology lands soft on her tongue, but Reese only smiles, confessing she values these extra minutes with her employer. Flattered heat creeps up Rachael’s neck. She offers to finish the dishes side by side, hoping to free Reese sooner. They stand close at the sink. Fingers brush wet porcelain. Glances slip sideways, linger, then retreat. Each unintended touch gathers charge between them. Married woman. Young babysitter. The air around them grows tight, and every accidental press of hip to hip makes the forbidden feel closer than it should.
Rachael Cavalli steps through the front door, purse slung over one shoulder, and finds Reese Robbins still waiting in the kitchen. Her husband was supposed to release the babysitter an hour ago. Again. Rachael’s apology lands soft on her tongue, but Reese only smiles, confessing she values these extra minutes with her employer. Flattered heat creeps up Rachael’s neck. She offers to finish the dishes side by side, hoping to free Reese sooner. They stand close at the sink. Fingers brush wet porcelain. Glances slip sideways, linger, then retreat. Each unintended touch gathers charge between them. Married woman. Young babysitter. The air around them grows tight, and every accidental press of hip to hip makes the forbidden feel closer than it should.