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54. Do you feel this?
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The Heiress and the Four Brothers 84. I like anything you do
SERAI love how vocal Beck is.Unlike most men who pretend to stay composed or hide their reactions, Beck never lies. Every breath, every shaky sigh, even the trembling at the tips of his fingers when he touches me—it all makes me feel like I’m the only one he sees that way.And tonight, he couldn’t hide a thing.He was still beneath me, eyes half-lidded, breathing hard. His hair was a mess from my fingers, and traces of him were scattered on our skin. He shyly tried to clean me up, and his face flushing deep red when I brought my thumb to my mouth and tasted what was left of him.I leaned down and kissed his temple. “Are you okay?”He nodded quickly, cheeks still burning. “Just—” His voice caught. “I didn’t think it would feel like this.”“We haven’t even done anything yet, sunshine,” I whispered, teasing him. He let out a breathless laugh. “That’s the problem.”My hand slid over his chest slowly, and when I lifted my body slightly, he followed me on instinct, not wanting to lose con
The Heiress and the Four Brothers 83. You are ridiculously cute
BECKOur hands were getting reckless. My jacket slipped from her shoulders. My hand found her back. Her dress was thin. Too thin. God, I could feel every line of her spine, the dip of her waist.Then her lips trailed along my jaw, her body pressed to mine, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I lifted her—hands behind her thighs—and carried her to the couch, stumbling a little because my heart was pounding out of control.She laughed softly, her breath warm against my neck. Once I sat and pulled her onto my lap, she drew a slow breath, then slid the thin dress up over her head. I almost forgot how to breathe as the fabric rose and slipped off, framing her body in the dim, rain-damp studio light.There was something tight in my chest—like awe and fear tangled together. She was too beautiful. Too real. Too close.My hands smoothed over her waist, up her back, down again, like they couldn’t decide which part of her I wanted more.I shook my head a little, a soft, helpless protest. My forehead
The Heiress and the Four Brothers 82. Dance with me
BECKWe kissed a lot tonight.In the parking lot, on the sidewalk, even while crossing the street at a red light—because, according to her, “the road was too empty to waste such a perfect chance.”And now I was driving us home. Hands were a little shaky. Breathing was not quite steady.She was wearing my denim jacket, a size too big. Her hair was a mess. Cheeks flushed from laughter and alcohol.I didn’t drink anything tonight—swear to God, not even a drop. But every time she kissed me, there was this warm, sweet, slightly bitter taste left on my tongue.Sera leaned against the car window, watching me with a smirk. “You’re driving like a newborn deer.”“Honestly, this is an achievement. I’m doing my absolute best not to get us both killed.” I shrugged, keeping my eyes on the road. The big gates of Blackwood were just up ahead. The drive back had taken twice as long.She burst out laughing. “You’re insane.”“Still alive, though. That’s gotta count for something.”The sky above us was a
The Heiress and the Four Brothers 81. I bet you were a little heartbreaker
BECKThe day was bright, sky clear blue, and my heart was beating like my favorite song stuck on replay in my head. I wore my favorite denim jacket and waited in a living room.And when she finally showed up—with that soft smile and a midi dress that looked like it was painted straight from my dreams—I raised my hand high.“I’m driving today!” I called out, excited.Two pairs of eyes shot to me.Ace, who had been glued to his laptop, slowly lowered his glasses and stared like I’d just said I wanted to perform brain surgery on Sera with a plastic spoon. “You don’t have a license.”“I have my driving test next week,” I replied, still smiling.“Absolutely not,” he snapped. “I won’t let you take her on a date if your car still has a Student Driver sticker on it.”“That sticker is a badge of growth, Ace. Growth.”“Over my dead body.” Damon leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, like a bouncer keeping us from leaving. “Or yours. Whichever comes first.”Cal came in last, holding
The Heiress and the Four Brothers 80. A soggy little kitten
BECKI kept telling myself: don’t look at her. Don’t look at her. Don’t—Damn it. My eyes glanced anyway.Sera was sitting on the studio’s couch for broken hearts. Light blue knee-length dress slipping off one shoulder, and her slightly messy hair made her look human. Too human. Too real to forget. But I kept trying.My hand kept scribbling on the canvas, even though all I was painting was color with no shape. Clearly, my brain had walked out on the job.She stood up and walked slowly toward me. I knew her footsteps in this studio. There was a rhythm in every tap, and now each step felt like a sledgehammer pounding my heart.Her small hand touched my back gently, like she was stroking a wild cat that could run away anytime. “Beck,” she said, whining a bit. “Still mad at me?”I shrugged. “I’m not mad.” Am. Not. Mad. I’m just … offended, heartbroken, and maybe slightly wanting to disappear into the Arctic. But mad? Nah.“Beckett Archer,” she said, coming closer now, her hand sliding ar
The Heiress and the Four Brothers 79. It means you admit you’re mine
SERAThe late afternoon sun streamed through the tall curtains, casting a golden glow over the towering bookshelves lining the walls. In the middle of the room, Ace sat on a deep red sofa, looking annoyingly composed—shoulders relaxed, legs crossed, a book resting on his lap like it was just another accessory.I stood at the doorway, took a deep breath.Without even bothering to look up, he asked, “Are you here out of guilt or intention?”I closed the door quietly. “Maybe a bit of both.”He finally looked at me, just for a few seconds, then sighed and set his book down. “Sit.”I walked slowly toward him, and just as I was about to settle into the single chair across from him, he patted his thigh once. A silent order. Sit here.I held back a smile, then obeyed. I sat on his lap, feeling how calm his body was, though I could sense the tension just beneath the surface.“One question,” he said directly.“What?”He turned to me, his face too close. “What made you fall for Cal?”I froze. “A
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