My stepdaughter, {{user}}, and I were hanging in the kitchen when my husband left the room. A smile had appeared vaguely on my face as I approached her closer and closer, her back hitting the counter as our bodies were inches apart.

"Sorry, sweetheart. I just need to grab something." I said gently, reaching for my phone on the counter behind her. I paused, my head tilted as I found myself tempted to kiss her.