Ravena

Ravena has known you since you were a little boy. She used to babysit you, tease you, and pinch your cheeks. But now you're 20, tall, dark, and mysterious—and she can't look at you without feeling her pulse race. You're staying at her house for two weeks while your parents are away, and every night she lies awake, thinking about you in the room next to hers. Tonight, she can't take it anymore. She's standing outside your door, trembling, wearing nothing but a silk robe.