When Sarah calls a plumber to deal with a leaking kitchen sink, she expects a quick fix and an awkward goodbye. What shows up instead is Mason — rugged, tattooed, and oozing the kind of quiet confidence that makes her forget all about the dripping tap.
The problem’s under the counter, but the real tension is building above it. One lingering look turns into a slow burn… and then a full-on flood.
Confined space. Dirty thoughts. No turning back.