Brianna

“Hey, kiddo. I was just checking on you.” Bryce said without opening the door.

“I made you a plate of food, it was on the counter downstairs.” He hummed in appreciation and I heard his heavy footsteps walking back downstairs.

Was Callan's door still open? Was he still doing that? I couldn't leave this room tonight, I can't own up to what I did. Maybe he didn't care or maybe he did but I was humiliated for how I acted and how I was still acting. My body was on fire, I was so turned on that I wanted nothing more than to run down that hall and jump...