[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAIN INCEST, VIOLENCE, AND INFORMATION THAT CAN BE TRIGGERING. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"Forget it." Devon shook her head profusely. "I mustn't think of such things!"
She slapped her cheek lightly, waking herself from thinking about such an obscene thought. Even if it turned out that it was normal, she was not emotionally prepared for it.
Devon trudged towards the couch and plopped down carefully.
"But what if…" She trailed off as she raised her gaze toward the door he entered. "What if he had done it before?"
She gasped, covering her lips with both her hands. It was possible since they slept together.
The real Devon even snuggled and held hands with him in the past. What were the chances they did more than that?
"But he said… he won't force me, right?" She murmured to herself, reevaluating Lewis.
