Chapter 1: The Long Road HomeThe party had run late, and the highway was dark and almost empty.My stepbrother, Jax, was driving us home after dropping off our friends. The car was quiet except for the low hum of the engine and the occasional whoosh of passing trucks.I sat in the passenger seat in my short party dress, the hem riding up my thighs. Jax kept glancing over at me, his hand resting on the gear shift, fingers tapping restlessly.“You’ve been quiet the whole ride,” he said, voice low. “What’s on your mind, little sis?”I shifted in my seat, the leather sticking to my bare thighs. “Nothing.”He smirked, eyes flicking to my legs. “Bullshit. You’ve been squirming since we left the party. That dress is killing me, by the way.”The tension that had been simmering between us for months felt thicker tonight. Jax was 24, cocky, built, with that dangerous charm that always got him what he wanted. I was 20, and lately every look, every teasing comment from him made my body react in
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