"I will help them with their homework," Leo said, settling on the floor beside the kids as I made my way to the kitchen.
"Is mommy okay?" I heard Daisy ask, but I refused to turn around.
As soon as I stepped into my kitchen, I opened my mouth to scream but clamped it shut at the sight before me.
In the middle of my kitchen stood a shirtless Shane, his back to me, revealing a broad, muscular frame. His skin glistened under the kitchen lights, highlighting the contours of his shoulders and the defined muscles of his back. He moved with a certain grace and purpose, suggesting he was comfortable in this space, perhaps preparing something on the counter.
