Forbidden Pleasures
Stepfather’s Secret Obsession 9
Close Call
Anna’s pov
The house was supposed to be a sanctuary of silence.
Mom had left hours ago for her weekend trip to Aunt Sarah’s, her car disappearing down the driveway with the promise of forty-eight hours of solitude. For Mark and me, those two days felt like a lifetime of stolen opportunities. The tension that had been simmering between us since the clubthe raw honesty of my past and the weight of his confessionhad reached a boiling point. The temptation wasn't just strong; it was a physical force, a magnetic pull that neither of us had the strength to resist.
We didn’t even make it past the kitchen.
I had gone downstairs for a simple glass of water, trying to settle the flutter in my stomach. The moonlight was the only
