Heatwave - Part Five
My sister walks in… right after I fucked her boyfriend.
Jake stirs behind me. Keys hit the floor. A curse follows. Slurred. Angry. My sister. Jake sits up fast. "Fuck," he mutters. The hallway light flips on, spilling into the room like a spotlight. I freeze. Susan's stumbling around out there, muttering, her keys clattering again. Jake's already yanking on his clothes. Boxers. Shorts. Shirt twisted and inside out. He doesn't say a word. Just glances at me once, then steps out...