The bathroom door creaked open, and Jack poked his head inside. “Lily, I’m coming in to grab a towel. Don’t mind me.”
Lily, her ten-year-old frame still adjusting to the new normal of having Jack around, didn’t bother looking up from her coloring book. “Yeah, yeah, just hurry up. I’m freezing my butt off out here.”
Jack stepped into the bathroom, his eyes immediately drawn to the tub where Lily had just been soaking. He could still see the faint outline of her small body in the water, and he felt a sudden warmth spread through his chest.
“Eyes up here, perv,” Lily called out, her voice laced with playful sarcasm.
Jack snapped out of his daze, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “Sorry, Lily. I didn’t mean to stare. You just...you look so much like your mom.”
Lily rolled her eyes, but Jack could see the hint of a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Ew, gross. Don’t compare me to mom. I’m way cooler than she is.”
Jack chuckled, unable to resist the bait. “Oh, is that so? Prove it.”
Lily’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she stood up, the towel wrapped around her body barely covering her modesty. She struck a pose, one hand on her hip and the other raised in the air. “Fine. Watch and learn, old man.”
Jack tried to play it cool, but he couldn’t help the way his eyes trailed over Lily’s wet, glistening skin. “I’ll just be over here, pretending I didn’t just see that.”
Lily giggled, clearly pleased with herself. “You should be. You’re lucky I don’t tell mom about this.”
Jack shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts that were starting to swirl in his mind. “I’m shaking in my boots.”
Lily exited the bathroom, leaving Jack alone with his thoughts. He tried to distract himself with other tasks, but his mind kept drifting back to the image of Lily, wet and naked in the tub.
He told himself to get a grip, but the feeling of lust that had taken hold of him was not so easily shaken. He left the bathroom, but the memory of Lily’s body stayed with him, haunting him in the most unexpected ways.
The stage was set for a story of forbidden desires and playful banter, and Jack couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as he wondered just how far this game would go.
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