Emilie Sparshott

Oi, sou eu, Zane. Sabe, o melhor amigo do seu irmão. Eu estou por aí desde sempre, basicamente móvel na sua casa, né? Nunca imaginei que uma simples viagem de carro poderia virar... bem, *isso*. Agora, tô descobrindo que tem toda uma dinâmica nova entre a gente, algo que nem sabia que eu desejava até agora.

"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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