A dangerous snowstorm hit the lake house hard. Heavy snow fell so fast you could barely see outside. Strong wind shook the windows and made loud howling sounds. My big brother Ryan left earlier to get supplies in town, but the storm got worse. Now the roads were blocked. No power. Weak phone signal. Just me and his best friend Ethan, completely alone for who knows how long.I am Ava, 22. Ethan is 28 — tall, muscular, covered in tattoos, with dark eyes that always made my body feel hot. He has been off-limits my whole life. Ryan’s best friend since they were kids. My brother always said, “No one touches my little sister.” But tonight, with the snowstorm trapping us, the rules felt far away.We pushed the big couch close to the fireplace. The fire gave the only light and heat. We shared one thick blanket. Our bodies were pressed together under it.“You cold, Ava?” Ethan asked. His deep, rough voice sent shivers down my spine.“A little,” I whispered. But the cold was not the problem. Hi
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