The Way We Hate by Myka Loren

Author:Myka Loren [Loren, Myka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-01-19T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty

Evren

My shower is too small for two people, but we are doing it anyway.

Brody is massaging shampoo in my hair as I tilt my head back, sighing internally. Sure, he just fucked me in my ass, but somehow this simple act seems so much more intimate.

We laid in each other’s arms for way longer than I knew he wanted to. My step-brother is kind of a clean freak, in a good way. He shivered when the water first hit him—it was adorable.

Spinning me so I’m facing him, he tilts my chin up, continuing to run his fingers through my scalp as the water rinses the soap. I swallow thickly because of the way he’s looking at me right now.

I’ve seen this look two times, and I don’t know what it means. All I know is that his eyes are soft, scanning every part of my face. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask, my throat working.

He says nothing, just kisses me deep, and presses his body into mine. I’m swooning so fucking hard. Holding his waist, we kiss for endless seconds while I’m being partially drowned by the hot spray, but I don’t care. If he wants me to drown, I’ll do it happily. Anything he wants, I’ll do.

“Can I stay over again?” he asks eventually when we swap spots.

Holding in my grin, I say, “I suppose.”

He arches a brow, tilting his head back and lifting both arms to scrub his hair. My mouth goes dry. I swear he is like a god damned model.

“I can go if you have other plans.” The little smirk on his lips as he closes his eyes makes my dick throb.

Jabbing my fingers into his sides, he laughs and spits water in my face. “I don’t have other plans,” I grumble and fold my arms like I’m four.

“Good, because I’m sick tomorrow.”

My eyes round. “You called off?”

“Yup. Flu-bug.”

This time I don’t hide the watery smile that forms on my face. He wants to spend time with me. So much so that he made sure he could. It’s there, on the tip of my tongue, the three words I want to say so badly. But when he grips my hips firmly, I don’t get the chance.

“I want to have breakfast with you. I was thinking we can go to my house, and I’ll cook.”

Swallowing the thick lump in my throat, I nod. “Sounds good.”

We stay in the shower a while longer, making out, and eventually jerk each other off before we get back in bed. I’m forcing him to cuddle with me again, but this time he seems much more okay with it. I draw circles over his stomach while he rubs my arm. It’s almost too perfect and my stomach knots up, wondering what I’ll say or do to ruin it.

Part of me wants to mention the tour because I’m leaving on Friday. It’s Wednesday right now—I think. I don’t have a clock and haven’t checked my phone in hours, could very well be early Thursday.

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