登入70 The cabin appeared through the trees like something out of a postcard--all dark wood and wide windows, nestled right at the edge of the lake. The water stretched as far as my eyes could see, and in the mid-morning sun, it shone like the polished glass surface of a skyscraper. “We’re here,” Silas announced, killing the engine. I sat up from where I’d been dozing against Kyler’s duffel bag, blinking the sleep from my eyes. “Already?” “You’ve been out like a log,” Kyler said, turning to me with a grin. “Drooled on my damn bag too.” “No I did not--” I wiped at my mouth just to be sure. And it was dry. “Asshole.” “Made you check though.” I don’t drool, by the way. Never. Silas was already out of the car, stretching his arms over his head. I watched the way his shirt rode up slightly, revealing a strip of that perfectly carved V-line and toned stomach. A smile tugged at my lips as heat curled in my low belly. Focus. We piled out, and I took a deep calming breath. The air smelle
The drive to Kyler’s place took twenty minutes through early Friday morning traffic. He was already waiting outside when we pulled up, guitar case slung over his back and a single duffel bag at his feet. “Finally,” he said as he tossed his stuff into the back seat then yanked open the front door and I stared at him suspiciously. “No.” “Yes.” “I called shotgun already!” “But I’m older. Taking it to the back, Princess.” Before I could protest, his arms were around my waist and he was tugging me out of the car and into the backseat while Silas watched him harass me with a smirk. “Damn it, Kyl.” I kicked the back of his seat with a huff. “Don’t hate the player, brat.” he snickered. “Plus, what took you guys so long? I’ve been standing here for like ten minutes.” “We’re early,” Silas said mildly. “Exactly. Plus why didn’t you just stay at the main house instead?” I asked. Now, Silas and Uncle Alec fighting isn’t really a new thing, but last year before Easter, it got really ba
LOUISA Now, let’s recap my weekend. Monday started pretty standard for me. Class. Tests. All that. Tuesday should have followed the same standard, except I got a text from my best friend saying my ex was a pedo. Then I went to meet the twins. We watched a movie, we fucked, then I came back home and Baba brought up “the talk” Wednesday through Thursday were pretty much filler days, but now, being Friday, I found myself speaking to Ayla over the phone. I rushed down my stairs at 6am in the morning with luggage in my hand. Apparently, the twins planned a weekend at the cabin for us and didn’t think to tell me until last night. I barely had enough time to pack. I loved travelling, but I always took too long to pack,k and one thing about me. Whether it was a month's vacation or a couple of days I did not pack light. I bet it was Kyler who told Silas not to tell me about it till the last minute. Tsk. “Yeah, it’s just this weekend,.” I said over the phone to Alya. “Yeah. Hah, I’ll te
The door opened and my father stepped inside, still dressed in his work clothes minus the jacket. His tie was loosened, and the sleeves were rolled up well past his elbow. And despite the obvious fatigue in his eyes, he had a warm smile that made me smile back. “Working late?” he asked, nodding towards my laptop. “It’s just school work.” I shut the laptop and kept it in my side drawer before pivoting to the edge of the bed like a cat. “I just submitted it.” “Ah.” his smile stretched. “Cutting it close I see.” “Maybe a little.” I patted the space beside so he could come sit with me. “Did you need something?” I looked at my time again, Baba was usually in bed before 11pm and woke up by 6am so he always got a full 8 hours of sleep. I wish I could be half as disciplined as he was. “I wanted to talk to you about something,” he said, his expression turning more serious and my stomach twisted slightly. What could he possibly want to talk about that couldn’t wait till in the morning?
66 Alec Konstantino retreated to his office, closing the heavy oak door behind him with a soft click that echoed through the hallway. Meanwhile, just a few moments after Louisa had left, Silas walked back into the house with a warm feeling in his chest. He could still feel the warmth of her kiss on his lips, her sweet essence still clung to him. With a quiet sigh, he made his way upstairs, back to the rec room. And Kyler was exactly where he’d expected to find him--sprawled on the couch with a fresh beer sitting on the table in front of him and a controller in his hand. The massive TV screen showed Bayonetta 3, and he was dispatching demons with impossible acrobatic grace that didn’t match the laid-back expression on his face. The sharp sound of gunfire and blades slashing filled the room thanks to the surround sound system. “You know you can’t avoid him forever, right?” Silas said, leaning against the door frame. Kyler didn’t as much as glance up from the screen. “Who said
LOUISAI came over for Netflix, but ended up in bed with the Twins. Not like I’m complaining or anything.The shower had been…eventful again. Kyler couldn’t keep his hands to himself, and well, Silas had me pinned against the tile for another round that left my legs shaking.And I couldn’t be happier. It was my dream come true. The three of us are finally together and not just me sneaking around being with both of them. By the time we finally got out of the shower, I was exhausted in the best way possible.And just like that, we were all back in the rec room. I grabbed my phone from where I’d left it on the couch and my stomach dropped.“Shit!” I scrolled through my notifications. “Shit! Shit! Shit!”“What’s wrong?” Silas asked as he began to pick up bottles and empty snack wraps. He was such a neat freak. And a freak freak.“My research paper! I completely forgot about it.” I started gathering my things frantically as I noted the time. It was 5pm. “







