“Cops,” someone yelled.
“s**t,” someone else said. “Dude, I’m out.”
The footsteps thundered around us as a few dozen recent high school graduates ran through the house.
“We need to get out of here.” Jason pulled his hand from between my legs.
I wanted to scream. I’d been so close. It would have been the first orgasm I didn’t give myself.
Jason wiped his hand on his jeans and turned to run after his friends.
“Hold it right there.” A flashlight waved around the room and landed on my face just as the familiarity of the voice sank in.
Shit.
“Sanna,” my stepfather’s voice boomed.
I froze.
There was no use running. He knew where I lived. He lived there with me and my mom.
My stepdad, Gabe, grabbed the back of Jason’s shirt and held him there.
“I don’t think so,” Gabe said. “Is thi
