Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tempted By My Sister's Boyfriend: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 83

The sun stood high and unforgiving. I adjusted the strap of my tote bag on my shoulder and squinted against the light, my pace brisk and quiet beside Sloane as we cut through the path toward the lecture halls. It was the same day, only a few hours since I got back from Alexander’s apartment, and already the day felt like it had stretched into a full week. Sloane wore a matching lilac tank top and tennis skirt. She was scrolling through something on her phone while half-listening to my commentary about our upcoming group project. Our afternoon classes had been long, dragging on in a haze. Now, with our heads finally freed of the professor’s voices and glowing slides, we made our way across the main courtyard toward the parking lot. “Why would we be given a group project when the break just ended?” Sloane muttered, slipping her phone back into her bag. “I don’t even want to think about that,” I said with a dry smile. “I just want it to be over with. And fast.” Sloane rolled her eye

The room fell into a thick silence as Sloane left the room. Her excuse for leaving was something about grabbing snacks or catching up on a show. I didn’t care. Alexander still lay flat on my bed, his eyes tracing the ceiling, a faint smile pulling at the edge of his lips. He had just made a silly joke about us starting a self-defense club for students terrorized by people with emotional issues. I didn’t even hear the punchline. My eyes were too focused on the curve of his throat, the stretch of his broad chest under his shirt. And before I could overthink it, I moved. I climbed over him slowly on purpose. My legs straddling his waist. “Kim?” he said, blinking as he turned to me, confused. “What are you—” But I didn't let him finish. I dipped down and kissed his neck. It was soft at first, then with a lingering press of my lips. I could feel his heartbeat, but mine was frantic. I wanted him. I needed him. So, my lips moved along his jaw, my hands sliding up beneath the hem of his