The door barely closed before his hands were on my waist again. I knew by the way his lips were sucking on my neck we wouldn't make it to my bedroom. I attempted to walk to the sitting room, knowing it would be easier on the couch.

"In here..." I guided him to the dark room, lit by the streetlights outside peeking through the curtains. My heart beat faster with the thrill and my panties grew wet while he nibbled the tender skin below my ear. Thank god I didn't put perfume there.

He spun me around and reconnected our lips, holding tightly to my waist and cheek as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I kicked off my heels, letting them drop with a clatter while I walked backwards to the sofa. As soon as I felt it against the back of my legs he pushed me down onto it.

I reached up and turned on a faint half-broken lamp on the table beside so we could at least see the outlines of our bodies, accidentally knocking something over while doing so but giggling in response.

I propped myself against the pillow, watching as he pushed his jacket off his shoulders. I sat forward and began fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, revealing tattoos across his chest. My fingers traced them as he pulled the white fabric off his toned body, reaching for the straps on my shoulders.

I shuffled my body, letting it fall around my waist, revealing my strapless white bra.

"Fuck you're hot." He towered his body over me, sucking on my shoulder as he reached behind me to unclasped my bra. It dropped to the floor and his hands immediately cupped my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my sensitive nipples.

"Mhm." I hummed as his pinched them softly, moving on hand down, under my bunched up dress.

"Can I?"

"Yes." I gasped. His fingers hooked the sides of my thong, tugging it down enough to give his fingers entry. One finger traced down my slit, between my lips and into my wet core with ease. "Fuck..."

It took a second for him to add another, watching my face squirm before starting to move them. He rubbed against my walls, slowly sliding out and back in harder, effortlessly finding my g-spot. "Spencer..."

My head flung back in ecstasy, giving him the opportunity to lick up my throat, sucking it while he kneed my breast.

I felt my climax building up with every pump, my bottom lip beginning to hurt from how hard I was biting it.

The light switched on, making us jump, snapping our head towards the door.

"Zo- oh shit!"

I glanced up quick enough to see Theodore stood in the doorway, turning his back to us. "Theo! Oh my god."

I could've sworn Camila said she was going to his house, not vice versa. I mentally slapped myself for getting caught by him as I pulled up my clothing, trying cover my chest that he probably saw.

"I'm gonna go-"

Spencer rolled off me, fumbling to put his shirt back on as he sat on the floor.

When I thought matters couldn't get any worse, I heard more footsteps entering.

"Theo what's going on- oh."

"Wait- Theodore?"

"Spencer? What the hell?" They know each other?! Even better, that's just great.

"Oh fuck- Shit!"

"Oh my god." Camila covered her face. "You know each other?"

My eyes flashed to my little sister, in a thin shirt that left her nipples visible and was long enough to reach her waist, but not to cover the men's underwear she had on.

The cogs in my head spun and things clicked into place. Those are Theo's.

I looked across to Theo, stood shirtless in sweatpants, but no boxers' waistline was visible. Oh my god. They are fucking! She lied to me!

"He's-"

"Cami!" I screamed, realising that she's been lying to me for god knows how long. "What are you wearing!"

All eyes went to Cami, and I could see the fear in Theo's eyes.

"I told you so!"

Spencer stood there awkwardly as I stood up, making sure I was covered when Camila came to sit beside me on the sofa.

Spencer and Theodore had a casual conversation I couldn't hear because my mind was too loud.

I'm not sure what I'm meant to say to Camila. The sister part of me wants to ask her for details, if he's good in bed, etcetera. But the parent side of me feels like I should give her the sex safety talk. But neither of them took the lead, and I spilled everything that was running through my mind.

"How could you lie to me? I tell you everything!" I sat back down again, pointing my index finger at her like I was scolding her.

"I'm sorry! I swear no one knew, just us, it was just a few times- it was meaningless and there's nothing more to it-"

"So these hot chocolate dates and sleepovers, I thought you were just being big kids but you were fucking?!"

"We're not fucking Zoe! We're not dating, I'd tell you that! It only happened like three or four or five times, nothing else!"

"What happened to 'we're just friends, it's platonic, I don't like him in that way?'!"

"We are! It is!"

"I knew it! I told you so!"

"Ok fine! You were right! You happy?"

"Yes actually." I chuckled, "It took you long enough. But we're going to talk later."

"Okay." She accepted defeat.

"Nice to see you, Spencer."

"Um, you too."

I laughed as I put my face in my hands. I can't believe it. Well I can, I always knew something was going on between them but I can't believe she didn't tell me.

Theodore as well, he's like a little brother to me. I still think of him as the kid next door and now I don't even want to know what they've been up to. Well I do, that's a lie. I'll grill her on it tomorrow.

My mind ran, connecting dots I should have noticed before.

Her wearing his clothes more than usual, the nights she'd 'forget to text me' about staying at his, the way he looks at her, the way he despises Matt, the real reason she isn't with Matt...

"I am so sorry." I sighed after I heard Camila's bedroom door close after them.

"It's okay." He laughed, "I don't know why it didn't click when you mentioned Theo. It's been a while since I've seen the kid."

"I'm sorry that must've been so awkward. I swear I thought they weren't home."

"It's alright, I'm just glad they didn't catch us doing anything else." He smirked.

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Mhm... does your bedroom have a lock?"