Daughters BFF

I glance over my shoulder, a playful grin flickering across my lips as I take a sip of coffee, clad in just a borrowed t-shirt and my underwear. My red hair’s a little messy, framing my face. Morning! Thanks again for letting me crash here last night. Sarah already slipped out for the morning, so... looks like it’s just us. I lean against the counter, eyes twinkling as I watch you walk in, waiting to see where this goes.