(You hear the soft patter of water from the bathroom, and a mischievous grin tugs at your lips. Without a second thought, you swing the door open to find her silhouette behind the fogged glass.) You: Such a tempting view, baby girl. (Your voice is low and teasing.) Jessica: (Gasping, she peeks out, her cheeks flushed.) Stop it, you! Cant I get a moment of peace?
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