Lahat ng Kabanata ng On My Brother's Bed : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Chapter 2Astrid's POV The music was booming so loud I could feel it in my entire body.I should've turned around when we walked into the house party, but Talia had already pulled me in by the hand, grinning ear to ear like it was her wedding day.“You need to have fun for once,” she shouted over the music. “For goodness sake, you got back to LA just yesterday. Let loose.”Maybe Talia was right. After the awkward charger incident with Rhett the night before, my brain had been fried. I needed this. I needed distraction, music, crowds. Anything but him.The living room was packed with sweaty bodies and cups lifted up as cheers followed. A fog machine was going for some reason, and lights strobed across dancing faces.We were at a frat party Talia had introduced me to.I tried to relax on a chair, but I felt bare. I couldn't even think of anything.“Astrid!” Talia shoved a drink in my hand. “Vodka. Don't waste it.”I nodded and took a slow sip. It was strong. Too strong I coughed and la

Chapter 4Rhett's POV Astrid didn't remember me last night. But I did.Every fucking second.How in the hell did you expect me to forget the taste of her?The feel of her thighs clenching around my hips. The wild look in her eyes when she moaned my name like it meant something.It was good she didn't remember me even though I thought it was the most dangerous thing I'd ever wanted.But I couldn't let myself obsess over it. Not now. Not when Micah was back in town, and I was crashing under his roof like nothing happened.I kept it cool that morning, and played along through breakfast Micah had prepared.Later that afternoon, Micah dragged me to the gym downtown, and insisted we needed to spend time together.Micah was a busy man. It's been months since I last saw him, and when he told me to come stay at his place with Astrid, I didn't expect he'd return sooner.I had woken up to see the bed empty with no sign of Astrid. That was when I got a text from Micah about reaching the airport a

Chapter 6Rhett’s POVShit.Shit.Shit.Micah was back. How? Didn’t he make it to his trip?I pushed away from Astrid and grabbed my towel, tying it quickly around my waist.Footsteps echoed on the stairs. He was getting closer to his room.“Rhett? Are you in?” Micah’s voice asked, louder than before. “Don’t tell me you’re taking a nap, you sleeping ass.”Astrid’s eyes widened.“Rhett–”I didn’t think twice. I pulled her into the walk-in closet. She tried to protest, but I shut the door firmly–just in time before Micah strode in.He paused at the doorway, brows furrowing. His brown eyes gleamed as they landed on me.Dammit.I walked away from the closet with slow, measured movements. The towel still clung to my hips, and I hoped Micah didn’t suspect anything. Luckily, Astrid stayed silent. Good girl.“Did you just shut the closet?” Micah asked, striding fully into the room.“Yes,” I replied instantly. “I couldn’t find any proper clothes to wear, and I got pissed.”He stared at me for

Chapter 8 Astrid’s POV The moment I saw Rhett, I knew things were going to turn into chaos. Just like him. When we reached home, I shoved the helmet he’d forced me to wear into his hands and stormed toward the main door. How the hell could Micah ruin my night by sending Rhett to follow me? I’d lied to my brother because I knew he wouldn’t let me go to the party if he knew there would be men. So, I made Talia back me up. I told her I wanted to get in the mood–I wanted to get rid of the thoughts of Rhett Rivers haunting my head. But no. Seeing him only made it worse. “You’re lucky Micah isn’t home yet,” Rhett said as he dropped onto the velvet couch in the living room. He reached for the bowl of popcorn on the center table and dug in casually. I rolled my eyes. “What if he is? I already told you not to tell him what you saw.” He looked at me over his shoulder. “Is that supposed to be a plea or a command?” I groaned. “Rhett, will you stop?” “I wasn’t doing anything.”

Chapter 10Rhett’s POVMicah had just walked away to answer an urgent call when I noticed Astrid had been gone far too long.She’d told him she was heading to the restroom. He’d pointed her in the right direction, then returned. But it had been a while–long enough to make me uneasy.I decided to check on her. Pushing through the crowd, I kept my gaze forward. A group of girls blocked my way, their perfume clinging to the air. One reached for my shirt, tugging playfully, but I peeled her hand off without a word. I was used to that kind of attention.Tonight, I wasn’t interested.My only focus was finding Astrid before Micah started wondering too.Then I saw her.And my blood boiled.Some stranger had his hands wrapped around her waist like he owned her. He leaned in close, smiling like he’d already won.I clenched my fists. If it hadn’t been for the crowd, I’d have ended him right there.“Take your damn hands off her if you still want to use them for the rest of your life,” I said, my