~ Evie ~
Game night. Dad’s dragging us all into one of his old-man family games, the kind that keeps everyone laughing and yelling till stupid o’clock. Last time it ran till almost 3 a.m.
But tonight my head’s somewhere else.
I’m dying to sneak into Jack’s room after everyone crashes, first time I’d actually sleep the whole night there. Just want to crawl under his blanket, press my bare t**s hard against his chest, feel his heartbeat under them while I drift off. Maybe wrap my leg over his hip so my p***y’s right up against his thigh all night, warm and lazy, no rush, no talking - just skin on skin till morning.
The game’s gonna steal hours, though. Always does. Fun as hell, but right now I’m impatient as f**k, already counting down till the lights go out and I can finally get my hand
