Forbidden Pleasures
Cousin’s Forbidden Affairs 9
The Betrothed
Maryann’s pov
I couldn’t stop smiling as I walked down the narrow gravel path toward the old wooden boathouse that evening. The night air was cooling down, but my skin still felt warm. My entire body was still buzzing and tingling from the secret touches we had shared during the family picnic earlier that afternoon. My heart was thumping with a happy, nervous excitement. Kai had sent me a quick text right after dinner, telling me to meet him down by the water as soon as the rest of the family settled in front of the television. As I walked, the heels of my sandals clicked softly against the small stones, and I wrapped my arms around myself, hoping and dreaming of another stolen, passionate moment in the dark.
But as I ste
