Amelia's POV
I knew that list was a bad idea from the moment I set my eyes on it.
I knew something bad was going to happen.
And now that it has, I can't bring myself to feel guilty about kissing my stepbrother.
But the alcohol has worn off and reality has crawled back in.
And while I don't regret finally tasting him, I don't plan to acknowledge it. Ever.
It's been three days since that party and I've gone back to how I acted around Miguel in the beginning. Only this time, he's not trying to tease me to talk to him. He wants to talk. About the kiss. I can see it in every glance, every stare. Even in my dreams. And all I dream about these days is him.
I've touched myself in the shower thinking about him. I've touched myself in my bed thinking about him. My body t
