"Jesus Christ," I hissed, grabbing her ankle. "Your mother is right upstairs."

"I know." But she didn't pull away. "Does that make it hotter?"

"It makes it insane."

"That's not a no."

The shower shut off upstairs.

I released her ankle. She withdrew her foot. We both shifted to look casual and normal as Rachel came downstairs a few minutes later.

"Morning!" She was bright and cheerful. Kissed my cheek. Smiled at Ava. "What's everyone up to today?"

"Work," I said.

"School stuff," Ava added.

"Boring. Well, I have errands to run. Will you two be okay on your own?"

"We'll survive," I said.

If she only knew.

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