Chapter 1

Sophie’s POV.

I couldn’t fucking sleep, not with Mia snoring like a drunk log in the next room after she pounded those tequila shots like it was her last night on earth.

The lake house felt too quiet, just the soft slap of water against the dock outside and the creak of old wood settling.

My skin was hot and sticky under this tiny tank top that barely covered my tits, the thin panties riding up between my ass cheeks and sticking to my pussy because I kept thinking about stupid shit I shouldn’t be thinking about.

I got up to get water, padding down the hall barefoot,...