Blake
I'm really a freaking asshat, huh?
I shouldn’t even be in here, sitting on Zoe’s bed, staring at the half-open bathroom door. The sound of the shower running only made it worse, every second twisting my insides. What the hell was I doing? She’s Preston’s little sister. My best friend’s little sister.
But I was addicted. Ever since she kissed me, I’d been barely holding on. That moment had wrecked everything—my self-control, my boundaries, everything. And then, when she went further… when she took me in her mouth that night? Game over. There was no coming back from that.
I ran a hand through my hair, trying to breathe. I needed to leave before she got out of the shower. I couldn’t keep doing this—sneaking around, acting like nothing was wrong when everything was wrong.
The door
