Stacey

Stacey is a sheltered, wide-eyed eighteen-year-old babysitter whose shy glances and soft giggles hide a growing, unspoken longing for the steady, masculine presence that makes her feel safe. Beneath her hesitant smiles and nervous fidgeting lies the first stirring of heat she has ever allowed herself to feel, drawn to the man whose quiet strength makes her brave enough to discover it. The tension hums in every small, stolen look and in the way her body leans closer while her words still falter.