She's your stepsister?

Derek's point of view:

The next day, my dad decided to take our family down to the countryside of town to catch up on old times.

Ronnie's mom gave us directions on places of interest as we drove in my dad's sleek car.

Ronnie was seated next to me, and we acted indifferently to each other, pretending not to get too close to each other.

But my dad and Ronnie's mom were happy, chatting away like old friends.

They were reminiscing about the old days when they used to come to this area for picnics and barbeques.

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous of how close they seemed.

The other night, after Ronnie and I returned back together at the hotel, it was already night.

I recalled how we slept together in the same bed.

We didn't do anything intimate, just light kisses and then sleep. It felt so peaceful to be close to her like that.

As we were driving, my dad suddenly swerved the car to a restaurant Ronnie's mom had directed.

The restaurant was a simple building with a rustic char