Chapter 6

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I'm led here in bed. Alone. All I wanna do is crawl across the hall and slide under the covers with Finn. Yesterday was hell. We didn't speak at all. I don't really know what I'd do if he didn't feel the same way. He's always in my mind.
I was broken from my thoughts by a knock at the door.
"Come in," I hissed and Finn, hugging himself, stands awkwardly in the doorway.
"You look cold," I try to sound seductive. "Why don't you come on under here, lovely and warm sheets"
He doesn't look up just comes and lies next to me staring at the ceiling.
"We need to talk," he said and I went cold.
"Oh, okay," I said waiting for him to carry on.
"Was what we did wrong?" He asked quietly.
I paused before replying with an honest answer, "yes. We are pretty much cousins."
He was silent for a while. "Do you think we are gunna stop doing it?"
"No," another honest answer.
He rolled over to look at me.
"Good."

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