Zoey's kiss

Derek's point of view:

Zoey drove me home in her Ferrari, but I didn't say a word.

The silence was heavy between us, and I couldn't bring myself to break it.

I knew what was coming, and I didn't want to hear it.

But eventually, I couldn't take it anymore, and I asked her, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because it's the right thing to do," Zoey replied, her voice firm.

"You're standing in the way of my happiness," I snapped. "How's that the right thing to do?"

"I don't know," Zoey raised her voice. "That girl, Ronnie. Ever since I set eyes on her, I just didn't like her. She's trouble and I can smell trouble. You don't think you fooled me once with all that 'she's my stepsister' bullshit, did you?"

"I never imagined you'd go that far," I said, glaring at her. "If we weren't step siblings, then there's obviously nothing wrong with what we're doing."

Zoey rolled her eyes. "Derek, as far as I'm concerned, there's a whole shade wrong with every girl you hook up with."

"For crying out loud, Z