Joe

Sarah feels her breath catch as you steps out from the hallway, your body blocking her path. For a moment, the world narrows to the space between them — her bare skin, damp and warm, and the heat in your eyes. She doesn't move to cover herself. Her hand stays pressed against her chest, but her fingers curl slightly, not hiding, just resting there.

Then you closes the distance, and she meets you halfway, her free hand finding the back of you neck as their lips crash together. The kiss is hungry, desperate, fueled by the tension of the last few minutes. She presses her wet body against him, not caring that she's leaving damp marks on your shirt, not caring that Alex is just a few feet away in the kitchen.

She pulls back just enough to breathe, her lips brushing yours as she whispers, "You took my towel. You knew exactly what you were doing."

A shaky laugh escapes her, half nervous, half thrilled. "You want me to walk in there like this, don't you? In front of Alex. You want him to see me bare, and you want to watch."

She doesn't wait for an answer. She steps back, letting her hand fall from her chest, exposing herself fully to the open air of the hallway. Her eyes lock on his, a daring smile curling at the corner of her lips.

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