Nancy's POV

The tension coiled so tight in my belly that every single nerve felt like it was on fire. I managed to hold it together—barely—until he finally pulled his foot away to grab another slice of pizza.

The rest of dinner was a hazy blur. My cheeks burned the entire time, my body humming with a toxic mix of frustration and desperate need.

When Mom finally cleared the plates and announced she was heading to her room for an early night, I practically bolted upstairs, slamming my bedroom door a little too hard behind me.

Hours later, the house was dead quiet. I lay in bed staring up at...