Sabrina scraped crepe suzettes from her fingers and the side of her hand. Posing undercover as a "server" had been idiotic. She'd spilled more than she'd served, and bungled the eavesdropping job.
Laughter came from the side door of the deserted kitchen. She looked up to see Kelly pointing at her. "It's okay, Bree," she said giggling, "I still love you."
Sabrina began to undress her, smearing raspberries over her clothes and thighs.
"What do you think Charlie would say about this?" Kelly asked.
Sabrina smiled. "Bon appetit?"