Page 64 of Reckless Temptation

She heard us. She heard Sabrina as she came. We hadn’t found privacy after all, and I loathed my stepsister for ruining that experience. Sabrina was mine to enjoy and pleasure, and having a mean-spirited person like Tiffany invading on it felt like a crime.

“But it’s not like anyone’s going to know that you’re fucking her or playing with her.” She turned toward me more, but I refrained from facing her. Registering her in my peripheral vision was all she was worth.

“What we need is a plan. You need to fuck her again, Nick, but this time, get it on video.”

I turned my head to glower at her.

“A sex tape.” She nodded, smiling with my attention on her now.

No fucking way in hell.

I was already kicking myself for that painting. I’d made Daniela delete the videos. A thick layer of black paint covered the canvas, hiding the artwork I’d made.

Over my dead body would I dupe Sabrina into making a sex tape with me so I could share it and shame her.

I stood and walked away.

No words came to me, and I was too enraged to reply, anyway. If I opened my mouth, I’d roar and bellow how much I hated her and wished she didn’t exist in my life. I’d scream and shout how pissed I was that she’d put me in this position.

Instead, I walked away. Hopefully, my abrupt departure would serve as a reply to her awful suggestion. I wouldn’t be taking her advice or following her plan.

Pierce came to pick me up on the road as I walked away from the venue.

“You all right, man?” he asked.

I shook my head, glaring out the windshield.

He chuckled, driving off. “You look like you need to get fucked up.”

I already was fucked up. I was stuck. So, I nodded. Drinking with my friend wouldn’t solve anything, but maybe for this one night, it might numb the shock and fury that couldn’t dissipate inside me.

“Please,” I replied to his continued chuckles.

The next day, I woke up late in the afternoon, hungover and no closer to any strategies or ideas how to manage this situation that was pulling me apart. I didn’t want to hurt Sabrina, but I had to ensure that Tiffany didn’t tell George that my mom was being unfaithful.

It was too late to go to class, and I wasn’t inclined to spend time at the studio and add on to a new painting, either.

Checking my phone, I spotted texts that I didn’t want to deal with.

Daniela was asking about what else she could post soon.

Tiffany had texted me suggested locations of where to dupe Sabrina into having sex with me for a recording.

A couple of art classmates had reached out about a study group, which was ironic anyway. It was for an art class. What was there to study? Our grades came from our projects, not tests.

Listless and missing Sabrina something fierce, I went onto social media to stalk her via her posts. The most recent one was an hour ago. In it, she was smiling at a beach where she was volunteering for a beach cleanup.

Of course.

Of course she was out there doing good.

That was the sweet, good girl she was.

What made my chest ache was how I knew she could be so perfectly naughty and bad, too, forme.

Needing to see her, I showered and got on my bike to check out this cleanup thing. Everything seemed different, shakier now, since we’d almost agreed that we couldn’t resist each other. I had no clue how I’d act around her on campus, and it was inevitable that I would see her. I wanted to. I was at the point that I desired her in my life as more than the little time I could enjoy her company there.

It wasn’t hard to find the beach cleanup area. Multiple signs indicated the way to go. While it wasn’t overly attended and too crowded with volunteers pitching in to help out and remove plastic and trash, it seemed like an impressive turnout. It wasn’t just one or two other tree-hugger kind of nerds out here. Kids. Teenagers. Senior citizens. Whole families. After I parked my bike and watched from the pull-off portion of the road, I swore that one couple near the water was on a date, unable to keep themselves from kissing in that sappy young-love way people had when they first hooked up.

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