I step back into the living room trying to act like nothing happened but my stomach is a tight knot. What the hell did she mean by she has a thing for me?

Yes there was always something about the way she watched me, her dark eyes almost always fixed on me. I’d noticed but always dismissed it thinking her gothic vibe just made her look… intense.

I honestly find it kind of amusing that she’s into me. I mean… Inker is smoking hot. But I’m just eighteen. I’ve never had anything to do with a woman. And she’s my brother’s girlfriend!

I almost turn back around, tell myself I...