Because this wasn’t just about lust. Xxx The Drive home. I killed the engine and sat back, gripping the steering wheel as I let out a slow breath. Not as an act of recklessness. And fuck, I was going to listen. It rolled once, then settled on a single word. The game continued, the bottle spinning, the dares escalating. We weren’t just cousins; we were like siblings. She wanted this. Sam set her drink down, straightened her back, and reached for the bottle. Not as an act of selfishness. The way she melted under someone else’s touch when it should have been mine. For a second, I thought I saw something flicker behind her eyes, hesitation, maybe. I didn’t. I risked another glance.
