Chapter 3

Evie’s POV

“Oh my god this is actually happening,” I said as soon as we stepped into Luke’s small apartment, my voice still shaky from the walk over.

The living room felt smaller with all three of us in it, the worn couch taking up most of the space and the afternoon light coming through the blinds in stripes across the floor.

My body was on fire from leaning on Luke the whole way, my panties soaked through and sticking to my swollen pussy lips with every step.

Harlan sat down in the old armchair while Luke and I dropped onto the couch, our thighs pressed tight together....