Free Use Slumber Party

When my best friend Tara finally turned eighteen, the last of our little group to do so, we decided to celebrate the only way we knew a classic slumber party, one last night together before college pulled us apart.

But when the boy next door came home early from his summer internship, bringing a few friends and a little too much charm, things started to shift.

One thing led to another. The laughter grew louder, the tension heavier, and somewhere in the middle of our so-called innocent game of truth or dare, I found myself staring down the wildest dare of the night.

Will going through with it prove to be a mistake? Or the start of something I’ve been waiting for my entire life?