Amelia’s POV
I knew I couldn’t keep running from the truth forever. After three weeks of secret dates and heavy make-out sessions with Lucas and Luke, things between us had grown even more intense. My body craved them constantly, but my heart was still scared. Tonight, they invited me back to their house again. The moment I stepped inside, I felt that familiar peace mixed with nervous excitement.
We were in their big living room, the lights dim and soft music playing. I was sitting between them on the couch, my legs across Lucas’s lap while Luke played with my fingers. We had been kissing for the past twenty minutes — deep, hungry kisses that left me breathless and wet.
Lucas pulled back slightly, his green eyes serious. “Amelia… there’s something we need to tell you. Something importan
