Semua Bab On My Brother's Bed : Bab 1 - Bab 7

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 l

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 Michah had prepared.Later that afternoon, Michah 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 airpor

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