Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Stay There

WILLOW

Flushed

My breath caught completely. I became suddenly aware of everything and what I was trying to do.

How could I even think of tickling his thighs?

His hand was still around my wrist. His thumb pressed lightly against the sensitive skin there.

My pulse betrayed me. It sped up. His brows raised, convincing me he had noticed.

His

gaze dropped briefly to where he held me, then back to my eyes.

I tried to pull my hand back, but he didn’t let go.

Instead, he tugged gently, causing me to lose my balance and fall forward–right into him.

My hands instinctively landed against his chest.

My knee pressed more firmly against his thigh now. I could feel the heat through the thin fabric of my suit.

His other hand moved to brace against the seat beside my hip, caging me in without actually trapping me.

The restraint was worse than if he had just grabbed me.

“Tristan,” I said, softer this time.

“Yes?”

“You’re doing it again.”

“Teasing me,” I muttered.

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His jaw tightened slightly.

“And if I am?”

My lips parted, but I couldn’t answer.

His gaze dropped slowly.

He leaned closer. The smallest space separating us felt electric.

Farelied

My fingers curled into his shirt. I didn’t even realize I was gripping it until his eyes flickered down.

“You’re not telling me to stop,” he said quietly.

“I—”

My voice failed. His forehead almost brushed mine now.

“If I wasn’t holding back,” he said softly, “you wouldn’t be able to breathe right now.”

My stomach flipped.

“Then maybe you should keep holding back,” I whispered.

His lips curved faintly.

“Maybe.”

However, he still didn’t move away.

Two can play that game! If he could do this, then I could too.

My hand slid slightly against his chest. His muscles flexed under my palm.

“Stop testing me,” he warned softly.

“Or what?”

He exhaled slowly through his nose.

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“Willow.”

I leaned forward just a fraction more. He stayed in his place, successively looking at my eyes and lips.

Then, a voice cut through the heated silence.

“I can’t believe you’re here with a woman, Tristan.”

My body instantly went rigid.

“Shit,” I breathed under my breath, recognizing him right away. “Shit, that’s Marcus.”

Tristan didn’t turn immediately. He didn’t have to. His eyes were already trained past my shoulder, while mine were wide with panic.

“What is he doing here?” I whispered, my heart beginning to pound so violently.

“He’s with Serena,” Tristan said evenly.

I forced myself not to move my head, but my eyes flickered behind me. From the corner of my vision, I could make them out. Marcus stood a few cars away. Beside him was Serena–perfect hair, long legs, one manicured hand looped possessively through his arm.

They looked natural together.

“I can’t let them see me,” I said quickly, instinctively. My fingers tightened in Tristan’s shirt without me realizing it. “I can’t.”

He raised a brow at me, not moving away, not loosening his hold.

“Why not?”

I glanced toward them again, careful and subtle. They were getting closer now.

“Just…” I swallowed. My throat felt dry. “Just don’t.”

The truth was humiliating. I didn’t want Marcus to see me like this. Worse than

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that–I didn’t want him to see that it still affected me.

Because it did.

God, it did.

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Seeing him with Serena sent a dull ache through my chest that I thought I had already buried. I had told myself I was over him.

So why did it still hurt?

Why did my heart still squeeze at the sight of them together?

Tristan’s gaze shifted back to me, and something in his expression changed.

“You’re divorcing him,” he said quietly. “Why hide when we have nothing to worry about?”

“Tristan,” I whispered, almost pleading.

He studied my face for a second longer than necessary, and I hated that he could read me this easily. I hated that he knew exactly where it still hurt.

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