“Oh no, dear... you can sleep in our bed tonight while we’re gone,” Annabel said.
“Anna, our bed was part of that delivery,” Rick reminded her in a worried tone. “She can stay in my room tonight,” Tyler offered. “I’ll go to Dave’s house. I don’t feel comfortable letting her sleep on the couch.” “What a gentleman,” Annabel said with a warm smile. “Thank you,” Breanna whispered softly. “Tyler, can you be home early tomorrow so Bre won’t have to be here with the movers by herself?” Rick asked. “No, it’s fine,” Breanna quickly interjected. “Kallie and Jake will be here. He doesn’t have to come early.” Rick raised a brow and looked at Annabel. “Is Jake her boyfriend? Are you sure he’ll be okay here?” Annabel chuckled lightly. “No, dear. Jake has been her friend since kindergarten. He’s more like a big brother. Plus, he’s been dating her best friend for the last three years.” Feeling Tyler’s gaze on her, Breanna added, “We’ve all been friends since kindergarten.” “That’s right,” Annabel confirmed. “So yes, dear, I trust Jake wholeheartedly.” “Well, I’m surprised he ended up with your friend and not you, Breanna. You’re very beautiful, just like your mother,” Rick said matter-of-factly. Tyler’s eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Breanna closely, as though searching for any sign of a past relationship between her and Jake. Annabel laughed and said, “Bre is too focused on her schooling to worry about boys. Plus, she’s on the volleyball team every year and the student council.” Rick chuckled. “Smart girl. That’s how you become successful—by focusing on the important things in life.” “Dad, have you added Breanna’s name to the delivery card yet?” Tyler asked, changing the subject. “Come to think of it, no, I haven’t,” Rick admitted. “You’ll have to be here to sign off on it.” “Okay,” Tyler replied. “We need to start heading out, dear,” Annabel said, glancing at the time. Breanna stood up. “I have to go—Kallie just texted me. She’s waiting for me by the school. Have fun on your trip, Mom.” Without another word, Breanna walked out the door. She could hardly endure it any longer. Tyler’s intense gaze felt like he was looking straight into her soul. Thank God Mom doesn’t know about Jake. In junior high, Jake had kissed her when he was drunk. He’d told her he’d always loved her and would wait for her. But Jake had been so drunk he didn’t even remember it. By freshman year, he’d started dating Kallie. Luckily, Breanna had never felt anything romantic for Jake, and since he didn’t remember the kiss, things hadn’t gotten weird. “What the hell was that about?” Tyler whispered, forgetting for a moment that Rick and Annabel were still in the room. “Bre probably felt like she was put on the spot,” Annabel said. “Plus, she hates keeping people waiting.” Rick and Annabel stood up from the table. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Tyler,” Annabel said. Tyler looked up at her, noticing how many of Breanna’s features she had inherited. No wonder Dad fell head over heels for this woman. I don’t blame him. “The pleasure is mine,” Tyler replied politely. Annabel smiled and began leaving the room with Rick. She stopped at the doorway and said, “Please take good care of my baby girl while I’m gone.” Tyler smiled and said, “Of course. Have a safe trip.” Breanna ran as fast as she could, hoping to meet up with Kallie before Jake arrived. Seeing Kallie in the distance, she sprinted toward her and hugged her tightly. “What is it, Bre?” Kallie asked, concerned. “Please have Jake come later. I really need to talk to you,” Breanna said, catching her breath. “Okay,” Kallie agreed. We sat at a café for an hour, and I told her everything—from moving into the new house, to Tyler being Rick’s son, to sleeping with him. “Oh man, I feel like your life is turning into a Fifty Shades of Grey scenario,” Kallie said, laughing. “It’s not funny, Kay.” “It kind of is,” she replied, still laughing. “What am I going to do?” I asked, feeling overwhelmed. “Well, you like him, don’t you? Plus, he’s super sexy. Just leave things as they are—or date him. It’s not like your mom and Rick are married.” “Yeah, you’re right, but I feel weird hiding it from Mom.” “If you tell your mom, everything might fall apart—for her and Rick, and for you. But once school starts, things might change. It’s just winter break, love. Wait it out.”"Well, that was fun," Tyler says as he reaches to pull Breanna into a hug.She pushes him away. "There was nothing fun about that. Jake is going to tell my mom, and even if he doesn’t, she’ll know just by looking at these marks."Tyler doesn’t let her go so easily—he hugs her tight, his grip too strong for her to break free. Leaning in, he whispers in her ear, "Those will fade if you hold ice on them for a bit. We can convince him not to say anything to your mom, so don’t worry—it’ll work out."He kisses her forehead before finally releasing her. "But you can only hide the ones your mom would be able to see," he adds with a smirk as he pulls on his shirt.Breanna sighs and grabs her clothes from the floor, quickly putting everything on—except her bra.Tyler watches her with a raised eyebrow. "What are you doing?"Breanna looks at him, confused. "What do you mean?"He picks up her bra from the floor and hands it to her. "
Too tired to freak out, Breanna says, "What are you doing here, Tyler?"He pulls her closer and replies, "Well, first off, this is my room."Breanna can smell the alcohol on his breath. "Ty... why are you drinking? And why did you come back?""I don’t normally drink, but I feel like you’re making me go crazy. I want you by my side. I felt uneasy with another guy being here. You never text me, yet you took the note off your door."Silence fills the room."I'm sorry," Tyler says.Breanna turns to face him. "What for…?"Tyler doesn’t reply."Ty..." Breanna whispers."No... why did you have to do that? I've been trying so hard to hold back," Tyler says before pulling her closer and kissing her. Then, he gets on top of her.Hearing the way she whispered his name, seeing the way she looked at him—it drives him over the edge. He wants her so badly, he can't hold back anymore. His hands start to trace
Tyler was fuming as he drove to Dave’s house. He had thought Breanna came back to see him, not to make sure he left before Jake showed up. What was she hiding? Why did it even matter if Jake saw him there? The more he thought about it, the more irritated he got.Grabbing his phone, Tyler called Dave.“Hey, man, what’s up? Are you on your way yet?” Dave answered.“Yeah. Are your parents home?” Tyler asked.“No, they won’t be back until tomorrow. What’s wrong?”“I need to drink. Are you down?”“Always.”“Cool. I’ll be there in five,” Tyler said before hanging up.“Wow, Bre, this house is amazing,” Kallie said, spinning around to take in the large living room.“Yeah, it’s awesome,” Jake agreed.“Let’s order some pizza. It’s already 7 o’clock. Rick gave me his card so I could get food and stuff,” Breanna said, walking toward the kitchen.“That was nice of him,” Kallie said, leaning on the counter.“Yeah, but it sounds like he’s trying to buy your love,” Jake quipped.Kallie rolled her eye
“You’re right, it’s not like he goes to our school or anything,” I sighed, hoping that wouldn’t be the case.“So… how is he in bed?” Kallie asked, leaning in and lowering her voice so no one else could hear.“Kallie… OMG, stop,” I said, embarrassed.“Come on, this is exciting! We never get to girl talk like this!”I stared down at my soda, feeling my cheeks heat up. In a low voice, I admitted, “He’s really, really good.”“He better be with looks like that. How big is he?” she teased.“Kay, stop...”“Come on,” she pressed, grinning.“Big,” I muttered, feeling my face flush crimson.“I’m surprised you can walk,” Kallie teased, laughing.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop myself from adding, “He put me in the bath afterward, then carried me to bed.”“So, he’s sexy, big, good in bed, and a gentleman. What’s the problem?”“He’s Rick’s son, Kallie. And we have adjoining rooms connected by a bathroom,” I groaned, placing my face in my hands.“That you’ve already had sex in. The deed is done.
“Oh no, dear... you can sleep in our bed tonight while we’re gone,” Annabel said.“Anna, our bed was part of that delivery,” Rick reminded her in a worried tone.“She can stay in my room tonight,” Tyler offered. “I’ll go to Dave’s house. I don’t feel comfortable letting her sleep on the couch.”“What a gentleman,” Annabel said with a warm smile.“Thank you,” Breanna whispered softly.“Tyler, can you be home early tomorrow so Bre won’t have to be here with the movers by herself?” Rick asked.“No, it’s fine,” Breanna quickly interjected. “Kallie and Jake will be here. He doesn’t have to come early.”Rick raised a brow and looked at Annabel. “Is Jake her boyfriend? Are you sure he’ll be okay here?”Annabel chuckled lightly. “No, dear. Jake has been her friend since kindergarten. He’s more like a big brother. Plus, he’s been dating her best friend for the last three years.”Feeling Tyler’s gaze on her, Breanna added, “We’ve all been friends since kindergarten.”“That’s right,” Annabel con
BreannaHearing what Rick said, Breanna looked at her mom and asked, “Sleeping Beauty?”Her mom giggled and replied, “Yes, earlier he referred to you as Sleeping Beauty. When you were asleep on the couch last night and this morning, Tyler saw you as he left for a run.”Turning her face downward to hide her blush, Breanna thought to herself, A run? How can that guy have so much energy after everything that happened last night? And he said he didn’t sleep properly either.As if reading her thoughts, Rick added, “Don’t worry, he wouldn’t do anything weird to you while you were sleeping. He’s not like Prince Charming in that sense.”Just then, Tyler walked into the room, his timing impeccable. “What do you mean I’m not like Prince Charming?” he asked, smirking.“I wasn’t talking about your looks, son,” Rick replied. “I meant you wouldn’t take advantage of a sleeping woman.”Chuckling to himself, Tyler said, “No, Dad… never to a sleeping beauty.” He thought to himself, I prefer her awake.