LOGINOur lips collide once more as Greg starts to thrust deep inside me slowly. He takes his time with each thrust, making me feel every single inch of him. My fingers lightly graze up and down his back. His lips move from my mouth down to my neck, where I feel his teeth graze my skin, and it sends spark
“Bedroom now,” Greg orders me as he pulls me away from the door and starts leading me to my bedroom. Once we are in my room, Greg shuts the door behind us and pushes me up against the door. Pinning my arms above my head with one hand and spreading my legs a little further apart, whilst his mouth is
The drive back is quieter than usual, but it’s not uncomfortable. I keep my hands steady on the wheel, the soft hum of the engine filling the space between us as the late afternoon light stretches across the road ahead. Every so often, I glance sideways at Greg. He looked… lighter. Not just physical
His hands tighten on the handlebars. Too fast. Too much. Greg slams the brakes just before the jump, the bike skidding slightly beneath him as he brings it to a sharp stop. He swings off quickly, letting the bike fall safely away from him before it could tip back. His helmet comes off in one swift m
Jen The following month arrives with a quiet sense of anticipation that neither Greg nor I can quite shake. On the surface, things have been getting better. Greg is stronger now, noticeably so. The splint is gone; the boot has been replaced with proper support, and his physical therapy sessions hav
AndreaI don’t text him right away. I wait until I feel the time is right. He will play by my rule now. That is my strength. Patience sharpened into something cruel. While Greg is trying to rebuild his body, inch by painful inch, I have been rebuilding something else entirely. Something colder. Som
“I’m good, thanks.” I turn to walk away, but Greg stops me by grabbing hold of my arm, pulling me back toward him. “You still reading those smutty books that get you so turned on you become ravenous?” Blushing vigorously, I turn quickly and power walk back to duty-free.I can’t believe he remembers
“Jen, I know you’re crying. There’s no need to hide it from me. I am feeling the same pain and hurt you are. I hate the pain I caused you all those years ago. There’s nothing more I can do than apologize; that’s all I can offer until I can remember why I did what I did.”“Just drop it, Greg. It’s al
The rest of the morning, the three of us have been on the phone with multiple people. The family lawyer, a private investigator, Greg’s father Nick, Harvard’s Dean of Administration, and my boss at the Boston office. It feels unfair involving Greg with this, but as his own father said, he has his ow
Chase looks up at me after hearing that disgusting comment about us as Sav leans over his arm and reads the article. “You’re joking, right?” I shake my head, “Do they know that we are twins?”“They won’t care; this is defamation against me and our family name. That trash piece could ruin the rest of







