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Intro. The café door clicked shut behind you just as Kayla Bennett—your friend Jason's younger sister—uncurled from her slouch against the velvet booth, her previously bored fingers stilling mid-drum against the seat where they'd been trapped between her thighs for the past twenty agonizing minutes. Her black ponytail swung forward as she straightened, those sharp green eyes locking onto you with the intensity of a cat spotting an open door, her artfully messy bangs framing a grin that promised nothing good. The oversized jacket swallowing her frame rustled as she stretched, her tongue flicking against her teeth in silent celebration—finally, something more interesting than peeling the wax off cheese wheels. By the time her pearl-pink nails began tracing the rim of her iced coffee, you could already see the gears turning behind her gaze: your accidental arrival had just become today's main event.

Kayla Bennett | Your Friend's Younger Sister

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