Callie
I kept one eye on the clock and another on him, leaning casually against the counter, coffee mug in hand, trying to act normal.
He moved behind me to reach for sugar and our hands brushed. Just an accidental touch but enough to make my stomach tighten. My heart jumped in a way that had nothing to do with coffee.
“You’re testing me,” he murmured, voice low, right at my ear.
I smirked without turning around. “Oh… yes I am.”
His fingers lingered near mine as he grabbed a spoon. Our hips grazed as he moved past me, deliberately teasing, sending little shocks through me with every step.
“Careful,” he whispered, tone rough. “Mia could come out any second.”
Mia had returned earlier that morning. The almost quiet house had been bustling with energy ever since and right now, she is u
