Better Than a Man

Karina had always told herself she was straight. She had dated guys, fallen for them, even convinced herself that she was just unlucky with love. But if she was being honest-really, brutally honest she knew she was lying to herself.

Because if she were really straight, she wouldn't be staring at Winter like this.

Winter, the lead guitarist of a band, was everything Karina knew she shouldn't be drawn to. She was cocky, effortlessly cool, and had that kind of charm that made people fall for her without her even trying. Karina had seen it too many times-the way girls fawned over Winter after a gig, the way she laughed and leaned in when she talked to them, the way she made people feel like they were the only one in the room.

Karina hated it.

Not because she cared. Definitely not. It was just-well, maybe she cared a little.

It started off harmless. Watching Winter from across the room. Noticing the way she carried herself. The way her hands moved when she played her guitar, the way she smirked when she caught Karina looking.

It was harmless.

Until it wasn't.

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G!p Winter