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Emberly
I open my eyes to find myself in Evan’s arms, his eyes already on me like he had been staring at me for a while.
I jumped off the bed almost screaming, “What are you doing in my room?” I question.
He sits up and folds him arms, looking around him.
I followed his line of sight and realized that we weren’t in my room but his room.
What was I doing in his room?
“How did I get here?” I asked, I tried to remember pieces of what happened last night but it was blurry. I should have listen when Asher told me not to take the whole bottle of Rb.
My head was spinning like crazy and I could barely stand on my feet.
I looked down at my self and I was beyond shock, I was a white shirt that stopped at my thighs, only it wasn’t mine, it was his. It was his favorite shirt.
I stretched my hand to cover myself but he just chuckled.
“What’s funny?” I demand.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit too late for that?” He says.
My eyes widened at his words, How did I change into his clothes, did he?
“Did you change my clothes?” I couldn’t bare to let the question out but it did.
He rose to his feet, taking off the black t-shirt he wore.
It was the first time I had seen him shirtless, his body looked like he was sculpted by the gods, a tattoo sat on his back, it was a jaguar with an arrow pierced through its head.
I swallowed hard at the sight in front of me,
“Did you change my clothes?” I asked again.
I had no underwear on, so I knew it could only be his work.
“What do you think?” he tilted his head unfazed by how panicked I was.
His eyes rested on the open portion of the shirt, revealing a bit of my cleavage, I reached for the botton and closed it immediately.
“Why didn’t you take me to my room?” I continued.
“You refused to”
“That’s a lie”
“Would I lie to you?” he stated.
Evan may be many things but he would never lie to me, he knew I hated when people lied to me.
Sweat began breaking out of my face, I reached for the wall to hold me back,
“Did we…?” I could barely finish the sentence.
He took a step closer, “Don’t come near me” I warned him.
“That’s not what you said earlier when you were all over me” he teased.
I scoffed at his words, there was no way I would…, a memory flushed through my head causing me to freeze.
We kissed!
I shook my head refusing to believe it, it has to be one of those bizarre dreams, I told myself until I noticed the bite marks on his neck.
He realized I was staring at it and he just smiled, “Do you remember now?” He asked.
“No” I shook my head, “I remember nothing” I denied.
He took another step closer, “You don’t remember begging me to touch you” he continued.
I gulped hard, taking another step back, that wouldn’t be possible. He was my brother, I would never beg my brother to touch me.
“How you begged me to hold you tight?” his words weren’t helping, I tried covering my ears to stop myself from listening to him.
“That’s not true, I would never do that”
“You told me you loved me” he added.
I gasped so hard I almost swallowed my tongue,
“Well yes,” I nodded my head, “I love you as a brother” I tried to clarify.
“It didn’t seem that way when you were on top of me”
He was two inches closer to me, I could feel his breath on my face, his scent was all I could inhale, his dark gaze blinded my vision.
My back pressed against the wall as he looked down at me.
Was he really telling the truth?
“Well I was drunk” I giggled to ease the tension.
“Anything I said or did wasn’t my true intention” I added.
He laughed in my face, “That’s cute, you know they say people show their true nature when they are drunk”
That was a bold face lie.
I crouched down to escape from his hold when he used his right hand to block my path,
“Aren’t you going to take responsibility for what you did to me?”
“Huh?”
“Are you going to play dumb about it”
“Nothing happened between us.” I corrected.
“Really” his left hand wrapped around my waist, a ticking sensation runs down my spine.
I straighten my posture and try my possible best to look unbothered, I failed.
“So you don’t remember begging me to kiss you”
I could swear he was doing this on purpose, to taunt me and it was working.
“I could never do that, you are my brother” I say.
His face darkened, like I had spilled a forbidden word to him.
“And I have a mate too” I adjoined.
He pulled my body closer to his, his eyes staring into mine, there was nothing between us but silence.
I could hear the sound of his heart beating over mine, his was faster.
“Can your brother do this?” He said then pulls my face up with his thumb.
I watch his lips lean closer to mine, for some dumb reason my eyes close as I wait for him.
“What is going on here?” A voice yells.
I turn to the right to find Father standing by the door bewildered by the sight in front of him.
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