The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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I wondered if I had imagined that, hoped that my ears were ringing. But looking back at Connor and the mischievous glint in his eyes told me that wasn’t the case.

He had in fact, laid out the truth in the open which I had not dared confess to myself so far.

“Have you lost your fucking mind?” I glared at him.

“You couldn’t have been any more predictable, Speckles. Stop running after my little brother like the puppy he keeps kicking but it keeps returning to him. Its pathetic.”

I was mortified but I was more than pssied at him.

“You know nothing about me or my friendship with Aaron so stay in your limits.” I warned him but that only made his lips twitch in what I thought was another smile.

“You are the one who walked in my room again…willingly so maybe you should stay in your limits if you don’t want me to think you are desperate for more.”

I blinked and looked around, realizing in my anger and confusion, I had truly stepped inside his room while he had walked back, letting me yell at him.

Past Connor would ensure I dissolved into tears before I could say even a word. This one was just infuriatingly, maddeningly straightforward.

I wasn’t sure which version I hated more.

“You build completely false and elaborate stories in your head, don’t you?” I snapped, throwing his line back at him.

He only walked towards the table I had found him standing near when I first arrived here as he reached for the bottle and poured himself a drink.

He proceeded to reach for another one but I called out. “I don’t drink. Spare me your hospitality”

“More drinks for me!” He quipped and I took a step closer, lowering my voice.

“Don’t mention whatever happened here to anyone.” I said in what I thought was a controlled voice.

Connor proceeded to add ice to his glass and swirled it with one hand. If I wasn’t so damn annoyed at him, I would have taken my sweet time to notice how the sun rays fell on his eyes, illuminating the dark flecks of brown in his eyes or how his scent was mouthwatering,

“The part where you found out what a real kiss felt like, the part where you truly realized your Aaron was never yours to begin with or the fact that you can’t stop wanting to be kissed and owned by the guy you hated all your life?”

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Jul 23

Chapter 8

Fuck him!

BB your be

I didn’t bother reaching for the knife but my hand shot out instinctively to slap the shit out of him but he wa faster and had spun me around by grabbing my hand before it even reached his face and slammed my back on his chest.

“Such a fucking tease you are, Speckles.” He said, his breath fanning the exposed part of my neck.

He smelled of alcohol and mint and something far too enticing than I wanted to admit.

“Now will you sit back and talk like a grown, mature adult or are you going to keep hissing every five seconds?”

“I have nothing to talk to you about. I don’t even know how you convinced my parents for that stupid meeting because if I haven’t made it perfectly clear to you, I hate you and I would rather die a virgin than be tied to you.”

He cocked an eyebrow at that.

“You are a virgin?”

I hadn’t said it that way but he heard it anyway, just like he figured out my one sided crush on Aaron the moment he saw me. Or maybe he had known it all along.

“I am not dignifying it with a response” I replied hotly that made him snort again.

“Yet here you are, finding it impossibly hard to turn around and walk away. So instead you are arguing with me when all you want to do is yank Sandra by the hair and throw her out of the room.”

“Shut the fuck up, Connor!” I shouted at him, hating how he had returned not even a day ago and was back to being a pain in the ass like before.

“Tell me I am wrong. Look me in the eye and say you wouldn’t give the world to be the one with Aaron in that room right now.”

My eyelids fluttered shut with an effort to stay calm and composed because my insides were boiling with rage.

The last thing I wanted was to be reduced as a spectacle in front of my childhood bully.

Well, that was partly because I would have to walk through the hallway, pass through the door where Sandra and Aaron were fucking each others‘ brains out

“I care about Aaron because he is my best friend. I don’t want him to be with a flashy, superficial girl who he falls for only because of her looks. I want him to find a girl who truly loves him.”

Connor shrugged. “Aka you. Though that’s not a choice you can make for him,”

“You’ve really got some nerve showing up here and trying to prank me with your stupid ideas like always. Now, if you are done laughing, I got a date to prepare for.”

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