Ísis took longer in the shower than expected. Alex was in the kitchen, absently working a skillet, when he heard soft footsteps in the hallway.

First came Duck, trotting excitedly.

Then her.

And when Ísis appeared in the doorway… Alex stopped.

Literally.

As if time stretched for a second and everything around him went silent.

She was wearing one of his white shirts, long enough to be indecent in exactly the right way. Her thick legs, still damp from the shower, her warm skin fresh from the stea