10
Tessa
There are some lines you can never uncross.
The moment the front door clicks shut and I hear the engine fade down the driveway, I know nothing will ever be the same. It’s just us—no parents, no nosy cousins, no threats or secrets or pretending. Just me and Liam and the reminder of everything we’ve ever tried to hide.
He’s already watching me, eyes dark and hungry, one hand fidgeting with the hem of his shirt like he’s trying to hold himself back.
“You realize we’re alone,” he says, almost quietly. “Like, really alone.”
The words hang in the air, heavier than they should be. The house seems bigger, every room brimming with possibility.
For a moment, we just stand there, not touching.
I drop my bag on the floor, my voice coming out soft and unsteady. “What are you waiting fo
