Chapter 1

Isabelle’s POV

“Mom, are you serious right now? The back is completely packed with all our bags. Where the hell am I supposed to sit for six whole hours straight?” I asked, standing barefoot on the driveway in my thin white sundress.

The fabric was light and clingy from the vacation heat, barely covering my thighs, and I had nothing on underneath except a pair of plain white panties that were already feeling a little warm against my skin.

My mother slammed the trunk shut one last time and brushed her hair back, laughing like it was the simplest thing in the world.

“Oh come on Isabelle, stop...