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Chapter 17 - Things That Don’t Add Up

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-30 08:19:47
Vienna’s POV

“She’s had that habit since puberty,” Warren shrugged, his eyes fixed on the road. “The whole foot thing. She used to do it as a prank to annoy me during family dinners. I guess I just got used to it.”

A cold shiver ran up my spine. Used to it?

“So she’s been foot-flirting with you for years?” I asked quietly, unable to keep the edge from my voice.

“She’s not flirting,” he said, exasperated. “She’s just… tactile.”

“Tactile?” I repeated, incredulous. “Warren, she slid her foot up your leg under the table. That’s not being playful. That’s not a joke. That’s an adult woman making a move on her married stepbrother.”

He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re reading too much into it.”

I stared out the window, my heart thudding wildly. How many times had it happened? While I was sitting next to them? While we were dating? Engaged? Married?

I swallowed hard, choosing my words carefully. “Even if you’ve brushed it off before, the fact is we’re married now. And a prank fro
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