Chapter 1
Mara’s POV
The house felt dead without everyone in it, no music, no doors slamming, no Mia yelling about what shoes to wear, everything was just quiet and peaceful.
Just the low hum of the fridge and my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.
I had been waiting all week for this night.
I told Mia I felt sick, so I stayed home, showered slowly, shaved everything, rubbed lotion into every inch of skin until I was soft and slippery.
Then I pulled on the thinnest white tank top I owned, the one that went see-through when it got wet, and a tiny black thong that disappeared between my ass cheeks.
I left my hair down and messy, climbed up on the kitchen counter, and waited.
The back door opened at one fifteen exactly, Caleb walked in straight from the garage, and I could see s
