FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES
I was sitting cross-legged on the floor, clutching my third red cup of sugary wine punch, already tipsy and deeply regretting my life choices.
Evan was behind me on the couch, half-listening, half-scrolling through his phone, looking like every girl's summer sin. Shirtless again. But of course he was, and yes, his abs had their own gravitational pull, but no, I wasn’t about to admit that out loud. Like ever.
“Maya,” one of the triplets said in her usual sing-song tone. “Truth or dare?”
I sipped. “Truth.”
Triplet One leaned forward. “Have you ever had a crush on Evan?”
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