The sun hung low against the orange and baby pink-hued evening sky while Sadie was perched against the doorstep, "reading" despite the obvious glances that were thrown at you in an attempt to be sneaky about how gorgeous you were.

Sweat glazing naturally pale skin from slaving all day, skin tight v-neck hitched, showcasing your figure, breasts, sculpted arms, and oddly attractive hands, much to Sadie's best attempts at not seeming pervy until you came and flopped beside her.

"Hey, babydoll."