Chapter 20 - Riko

Despite our heart-to-heart after detention, I, of course, was still punished, which meant no phone for a week. I'm glad dad can't crack my password.

I don't want to imagine his reaction if he read the group text with the triplets. I remembered when Forrest gave a graphic recount of our physics class with his hand up my skirt. 

I was blushing just thinking about it. I should probably stop thinking about it, about Forrest’s hand touching and teasing me. I bit my bottom lip, clenching my thighs as I lay in my bed, trying to fall asleep.

I glanced to my bedroom door listening for footsteps and watching for shadows. There were none, so dad was still awake in his office or the living room watching tv. I can't believe I'm thinking of doing this. What have these boys done to me?

Turning away from the door, I closed my eyes. I was easily imagining Forrest with that teasing smile on his lips, Elijah with that warmth on his eyes watching me with rapture, an