Craving My Stepson
“Do you like me? I don’t mean like as in, oh yeah, she’s a nice person, I like her. I mean like as in you like, like me.”
He cleared his throat. “Of course, Sabrina. I do like you. If I didn’t, we wouldn’t be this close. Why do you think I don’t like you?”
“Well,” I bit the inside of my cheeks. “I just feel like you were quick to get physical with me—” My eyes widened. “—and trust me, I like that. Besides, I’ve always been physical with you... But it just feels different. I feel like you might think I’m easy or something.”