31. Wick

I don’t know why I was suddenly so nervous. Haven had been living with me for weeks now. I’d grown accustomed to walking into a room and finding her there. The shock of seeing her in my home and among my things should’ve definitely worn off by now.

But ever since she’d caught me jerking off in the shower, it was hard for me to make direct eye contact with her. I’d avoided her pretty much most of the week, worried about what she thought of me now.

To learn she would be coming along on my sibling spook night, on top of all that, just… I don’t know. I wasn’t sure how she’d mesh with my sisters. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for her to see me in a different environment. I wasn’t… Hell, I wasn’t sure that I really wanted her to go. It just felt as if so many things could go wrong. And I didn’t want anything to go wrong.

Rushing through my preparation, I was tugging my shirt on as I raced back to the front room, almost afraid to leave her alone with my sisters for too long.

What if they d