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Chasing Our Stepsister

What do you do when the man from a one night stand turns out to be your stepbrother? Do you forget that incredible night or…do you commit the same sin again and again? For Jade Evans, caught amidst her mother's new marriage and the turmoil it brings, an alcohol-fueled encounter on the hills leads to a shocking revelation- the stranger she shared an unforgettable night with is none other than her soon-to-be stepbrother. But that's not it- the man she encounters on the wedding day isn't the one she spent that passionate night with. Instead, he's someone closely associated with him. Now that all three of them have to stay under the same roof, surely, nothing can go wrong...right? *** "Remember when you said you'd drink me all up?" I projected my thoughts into his mind, interrupting his stream of thoughts. His body seemed to freeze, his eyes snapping in my direction. "What? Surprised?" I casually brought a piece of toast to my mouth, taking a bite. His jaw clenched visibly, clearly rattled as he lowered the glass without taking a sip, unfastening the first few buttons of his black shirt. Fuck! I wanted to see him just as exposed as that night. As for Chase, he didn't spare me a word. "I've got to admit, Stepbrother," I chuckled inwardly, confident he could hear my thoughts, "You're quite skilled at playing the 'clueless' act. If I hadn't seen your face so clearly, I might've believed that you're not Chase-" "Devon, where's Chase, by the way?" Frank's voice abruptly interrupted, causing me to freeze in place, my eyes shooting towards him. Did he just say... Chase? No way. I must've misheard.

Liz Barnet · Urban
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103 Chs

CHAPTER 7 Recall Our Night Together

  Jade

  Dusk settled in.

  The wedding had drawn to a close. There was no reversing the course now, not with the way my mom and Frank shared a dance on the floor. Her gaze upon Frank mirrored the way she once looked at my dad-as if he were the sole existence in her world.

  Despite the relentless pounding of my hangover, I couldn't resist the tequila, swiftly downing it in one daring gulp.

  But something didn't add up-why did Chase show no signs whatsoever? It was bizarre, a fact that refused to leave my thoughts. So weird that my eyes incessantly gravitated toward him. Why wouldn't they? After all, despite his current pretense of ignorance or the outright jerk move of forgetting what I even looked like, he had made last night incredibly fucking unforgettable.

  It was the most mind-blowing sex I'd ever had.