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She curls her lips into a wicked grin, then wraps her fingers around my shaft. “Just reminding you that your cock belongs to me.”

My face breaks into a smile. “It sure does, beautiful.”

We don’t speak for several beats, but our gazes remain locked. I’m drinking her in, committing this moment to memory. I never want to forget the look on her face right now.My heart is beating at a rapid pace, but my chest feels as light as air.

Something has shifted between us, and I know this isn’t just a casual thing any longer. But how do I tell Ashley that?

“But you should probably get out of here before someone catches you.”

“I locked the door behind me,” I say.

“Even so. How will you explain your wet hair if my mother or Kenzie sees you sneaking out of my bedroom?”

I shrug. “I could say my shower broke.”

She hits my chest playfully. “Be serious.”

“Fine. I’m leaving. Oh, by the way, we’re going to a high school party tonight.”

Ashley’s brows arch. “We are?”

“Yeah, and apparently the host has a thing for you. I thought you should know.”

She narrows her eyes. “Wait a second. Is that why you decided to fuck me in the shower and make me say my pussy belongs to you?”

I widen my eyes. “What? No.”

Yes.

She rolls her eyes. “You’re so transparent, Sean.”

“Okay, fine. Maybe that motivated me to break the weekend rules. Is that a crime?”

“It’s not a crime, but it’s impractical. You won’t be able to fuck me every time you learn someone is interested in me.”

I boop her nose. “Don’t underestimate me, babe.”

CHAPTER 25

ASHLEY

Kenzie’s birthday dinner with our parents was stress-free, mainly because I didn’t sit next to Sean. He also behaved as if he could barely tolerate my presence, to keep up the ruse. Now we’re heading to the party at Ken Kudo’s house. He’s the new starting quarterback at All Saints High, and apparently, the reason Sean invaded my bathroom and broke our rules.

Silly boy. As if he’d have to worry about a high-school guy. Why would I have a hamburger when I can have fillet mignon? Not that I’d ever tell Sean that. He doesn’t need me boosting his ego even more. Besides, it’s good for him to know that he’s not the only one with a list of potential suitors. I haven’t forgotten him teasing me about it earlier.

I’m not sure yet how I feel about partying with the All Saints crowd again. I can hardly believe it’s been only a few months since this was my life. I was so involved in the whole cheerleading squad scene, plus stressing about my grades, but that wasn’t me. I’m finally beginning to discover who I am.

And it seems who you are is a harlot who wants to screw her stepbrother anytime, anywhere.

Hell. Where did that thought come from?

I ride in the back because it’s Kenzie’s birthday, and I’d rather not sit next to Sean. We arrive at the party late, and it’s already busy. Ken’s house is one of the bigger ones in the neighborhood, and there are cars lined up on both sides of the street.

“Where am I supposed to park?” Sean muses.

“Oh, Ken said we could park in the garage,” Kenzie pipes up.

“He did? Why?” I ask.

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