'I did this.' he thought, his eyes flickering away, unable to hold Gina's gaze.
He turned away from her, the weight of everything slowly sinking into his chest like a cold stone. His legs moved on their own as he sat down heavily on the bed, right beside her—beside both Gina and the girl.
Gina's eyes didn't leave him.
She shifted slightly, her movement almost too casual.
Then, without warning, she wrapped one arm around his chest, her warm body pressing into him. Her breasts softly squished against his side, the light friction of her skin sending an unexpected shiver down his spine.
She didn't say much—just leaned in closer and whispered, "Come on… everything is going to be okay."
Her voice was soft, comforting, but the feel of her body clinging to his left him rattled.
'This really isn't bad.' she added with a smile, her lips close to his ear, her fingers brushing against his stomach.
Mikey's mind spun.
'Shit… what am I even supposed to do now?'
