Gucci by E. Cleveland

Gucci:

It was supposed to be one night. One night with no labels. No rules.
One night, just her and me.
Etta is the only girl I can’t get out of my head. She’s the only line I can’t cross. She’s my best friend’s sister, and that means: no-go. Full stop.
It was the end of a painful summer where I forced myself to pretend she didn’t exist. There was no point in torturing myself with what I could never have. I didn’t plan to spend the night drinking with her. Or burning all her ex-boyfriend’s stuff. Or kissing her…

The alcohol, fire, and wild look in her eyes was too much to turn away from. Booze has a way of sucking the oxygen out of your fears and feeding it to the parts of your heart you starve. I was starving for her.

Now, we’re supposed to go back to college and pretend it never happened. Like, she’s still just the girl I grew up with and not this addiction burning in my veins.

I don’t want to sneak around behind my best friend’s back. But, Etta is more than just his little sister.

And, I need so much more than one night.