ETHAN’S POV
(WARNING:INCEST!)
The hallway was narrow enough to choke me.
I shouldn’t have been there. I should’ve been downstairs, cracking open another beer with the guys, laughing at some stupid meme Jude had sent in the group chat.
My best friend. The guy I’d played little league with, the one who helped me build a treehouse in the backyard, the one who taught me how to play video games after my first breakup.
Instead, I was pressed against the wall outside my sister’s bedroom, my palm slick against the hardwood doorframe, my breath shallow.
The crack in the door was just wide enough. A goddamn sin, and I was its most devoted f*****g sinner.
Jude’s voice first—a low, guttural growl I’d never heard from him before, not even when he was trash-talking in Call of Duty.
"f**k, Pattie
