CHAPTER 6
BRIELLE
The last morning at the cabin hit me like a bittersweet rush, sunlight pouring through the windows as parents bustled around packing the car early, coffee mugs clinking and suitcases thumping outside. I stood in the kitchen pretending to help with the last dishes, but my eyes kept flicking to Jake leaning against the counter, his tall frame filling the space, broad shoulders stretching his t-shirt, that knowing smirk playing on his lips because we both knew this weekend had changed everything forever.
Parents stepped out to load more bags, voices fading as the door shut behind them. The second we were alone, Jake moved fast, grabbing my waist and lifting me onto the kitchen counter like I weighed nothing, my curvy ass hitting the cool granite hard. "One more time, Brie
