“So, what’s up with the curbside abduction?” “I’m taking you home with me,” Brenna says. God, a pity pickup. I should have known. Even though my insides are shaking, I force a light tone. “You’re hot and all, but unfortunately, I don’t swing that way.” Sophie snorts. But Brenna simply eyes me. “That’s too bad. You’ve got the whole good girl just waiting to be corrupted vibe going on.” “It’s a front. I was always corrupted.” And then John broke me by making me believe in forever.
