Alcohol or not, neither could endure the tension for more than half-a-minute, and they broke away when Kimberly left to the bathroom. Upon her return, Matthew took care of the check and drove his date back home. He pulled up to the curb and put the car in park. The radio was playing "Take My Breath Away" from Top Gun, which did nothing to alleviate the s****l tension they were both feeling.
"Did you have a good time, Kimberly?"
His date looked intently at him, as if everything but his face turned blurry. Maybe it had. "Do you really have to ask?"
She scooched closer and put her hand on his thigh. She wasn't drunk, and she was aware there could be grave consequences to her actions. She knew that her date was actually her brother, and maybe tomorrow she would wake up hating herself, but r
