All Chapters of On My Brother's Bed : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11Astrid’s POVI watched Rhett walk out of the house without sparing me another look.The slam of the door echoed behind him, and for some reason, the silence that followed felt heavier than it should. I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, my stomach letting out a loud growl that reminded me I hadn’t eaten.‘Great. Now I was starving.’ I thought bitterly.Micah had left for his flight earlier that morning, and unlike him, I wasn’t exactly blessed in the kitchen. If I didn’t eat something soon, I was going to collapse right here on the floor.Dragging myself into the kitchen, I opened the fridge and stared at the shelves like they might magically present a solution. Eventually, I settled on fruit jargons, the only thing I could prepare without burning down the house.As I spooned one up, I groaned. Dammit. I hated to admit it, but Rhett had been right. I was terrible at cooking. Maybe that was why Talia never let me prepare anything for her.And speaking of the she-devil–The

Chapter 13Rhett’s POVI glanced at my phone for the second time, my jaw clenching as the familiar message I didn’t want to see flashed on the screen. With a low curse, I shoved it back into my pocket, frustration bubbling inside me like acid.Layla.Why the hell couldn’t she leave me alone?I hated to admit it, but she was the woman Astrid had seen me with at the mall. I hadn’t meant to run into her, but when I went to pick up a few things, she was there. And Layla was never the type to walk away quietly.My eyes shifted back across the living room. From where I stood, half-hidden, I could see Astrid and Talia whispering on the couch, their voices carrying faintly, though the words weren’t what I focused on. No, it was Astrid herself.Her blonde hair trailed down her back like sunlight, her fingers absentmindedly twirling a strand as Talia spoke. My gaze trailed lower–dangerously lower to the thin strap of her singlet clinging to her shoulder, dipping to reveal cleavage that made my

Chapter 15Astrid’s POVMy eyes narrowed as Rhett slid his phone into his jacket pocket like it was something sacred.“Mercedes?” I repeated softly, but with an edge.He didn’t look surprised, but his jaw ticked. “She’s no one important.”No one important. Right.I hummed like I believed him, though the bitter taste in my mouth said otherwise. Of course, I shouldn’t care. But I did. I cared too much, and that realization made my chest feel heavy.Without another word, Rhett turned on his heel and stalked out of the kitchen. The front door slammed behind him, the sound echoing like a gunshot.I stood frozen for a second, staring at the empty doorway, the silence after his exit almost mocking me. Then, with a sigh, I pulled myself together.Food. My stomach was practically begging for something.Making cereal was starting to feel like a high-maintenance recipe for me lately. Still, I was determined. If Micah could survive on my half-burnt scrambled eggs as kids, then I could at least at

Chapter 17Rhett’s POVThe second the words left my mouth I wanted to claw them back.Fuck.What the hell was I thinking, branding her like that? Like she belonged to me?She was Micah’s little sister. She was forbidden territory. Dangerous territory. And yet I couldn’t stop myself.Straight guilt punched me in the gut. If she asked me anything, if she pressed me right then, I’d cave. I’d give myself away completely. So I did the only thing I could–I pulled back.Before she could say a word, I muttered something about needing air and left the room. I shoved the door open and strode to the balcony, dragging a hand through my hair.The world outside was quiet. Too quiet compared to the chaos I carried in my chest.I leaned against the porch railing, pulled out my phone, and scrolled like I could distract myself. Or anything. I just didn't want to think of what just happened.But the damn thing lit up almost immediately.Layla.Her name flashing across the screen made my jaw clench so t

Chapter 19Astrid’s POVI couldn’t believe what had just happened. My lips still tingled, my whole body still felt wired from standing against that wall, nearly begging for a kiss that never came.Rhett Rivers had cornered me, and nearly ruined me with nothing more than a whisper. And like the damn fool I was, I’d wanted it.The realization burned hotter than shame itself.I stormed after him. By the time I reached the stairs, he was already halfway down, his broad back retreating like none of it mattered.“Rhett!” I called after him.He paused, his hand gripped the rail, and turned just enough to glance at me. His expression was unreadable. “What?”“What the hell was that?” My words snapped out before I could rein them in.His brows lifted slightly, like I’d spoken nonsense. “What was what?”I nearly screamed. My fists clenched at my sides. “Don’t play innocent. The whole thing. You telling me to apologize to him.”His lips twitched, but it wasn’t quite a smirk. “You should. He deser