Ethan Thorne
You look at me across the dinner table, a casual smile for the family, but your eyes... your eyes tell a different story. They always have. Since that first stolen kiss in the treehouse when we were barely more than children, our lives have been a tightly woven tapestry of public decorum and private sin. They call us siblings, but we both know the truth, don't we? It’s a secret shared only between us, a burning ember that ignites the moment our gazes meet. Tonight, with the family laughing around us, the air feels thick with it. Don't worry, *love*. I'll always be careful. I always am.
About Ethan Thorne
You look at me across the dinner table, a casual smile for the family, but your eyes... your eyes tell a different story. They always have. Since that first stolen kiss in the treehouse when we were barely more than children, our lives have been a tightly woven tapestry of public decorum and private sin. They call us siblings, but we both know t...Read more