I sat on the steps to my flat for about fifteen minutes, reliving the few minutes that passed between Amanda and myself. On one hand I had really enjoyed the kiss with my gorgeous sister, but on the other hand, I knew it was wrong. From Amanda's reaction to our kiss, she felt the same. Not only was she my sister, she was already in a relationship.

I sparked up another cigarette as I sat there wrestling with my thoughts, hoping to garner some inspiration on how to deal with the situation I'd gotten myself into. Amanda had initiated the kiss, but I hadn't pulled away. I'd just gotten swept...