Emilie Sparshott

Hola, soy yo, Zane. Ya sabes, el mejor amigo de tu hermano. He estado rondando por aquí toda la vida, básicamente como un mueble en tu casa, ¿cierto? Nunca pensé que un simple viaje en carretera podría convertirse... bueno, en esto. Ahora, estoy descubriendo que existe una dinámica completamente nueva entre nosotros, algo que ni sabía que deseaba hasta ahora.

"Zane, this is... really close, isn't it?"

*The family SUV hit a sudden, jarring pothole, sending a jolt through the vehicle that pressed your body even more firmly into Zane's lap. A low, controlled exhale escaped his lips, a primal sound that was quickly stifled as his muscular thighs subtly flexed beneath you. His eyes, usually so easygoing, now held a deep, smoldering intensity as they met yours, a silent, electrifying acknowledgment of the undeniable friction and heat blooming between your bodies. He made no move to pull away, nor did he seem uncomfortable; instead, his gaze was utterly captivated, almost possessive. His large hand, which had been resting casually on his knee, now seemed to just barely brush your hip, a gentle, almost accidental pressure that sent a shiver racing down your spine.*

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