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

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Why Are You Tripping, Baby?

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

This Is Wrong

Chapter 12Astrid’s POVHis words vibrated against my skin, low and dangerous, seeping straight into my veins like poison I couldn’t resist.“You’re driving me insane, Astrid Cole.”The sound of it, the way my name rolled off his tongue–it burned through me, leaving a wildfire I didn’t know how to contain.I couldn’t think.Rhett’s body was pressed against mine, hard and unyielding, his heat suffocating, his hold on me inescapable. The towel clung to me like a fragile shield, but the moment his hand shifted against my waist, it felt like even that would betray me and slip away.“Rhett…” My voice cracked, unrecognizable even to me.His forehead still rested against mine, his breath hot and ragged, mingling with mine in a space that suddenly felt too small, too forbidden. His gaze devoured me, burning me alive, like he could strip me bare without even laying a finger.Except he was touching me everywhere his hands could reach.His grip on my thighs tightened as his thumb brushed circles

Perfect Tits

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

It Never Happened

Chapter 14Astrid’s POVHis mouth crushed mine like he’d been holding back for years.My gasp was swallowed instantly, his lips stealing the breath I didn’t even know I still had in me. For a heartbeat, I thought I’d push him away, but instead my fingers curled into his shirt, dragging him closer until there was no space left between us.Damn, he was warm. Too warm. His scent– cedarwood and smoke wrapped around me, making my head spin.I should’ve stopped. I knew I should’ve. But my body betrayed me, melting into his, aching for more of the taste of him.“Rhett,” I breathed against his mouth, but it came out more like a plea than a protest.He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my chest, and his grip tightened on my hips. Every shift of his hands set off sparks, dragging me further into madness. His teeth grazed my bottom lip, sharp enough to sting, before he soothed it with his tongue.I was drowning. And the terrifying part? I didn’t want saving.My pulse hammere

Wrong Call

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

Mine

Chapter 16Astrid’s POVThe noise of the party drowned out my own voice. My head spun, my body unsteady, and the phone felt slippery in my hand.“Rhett–” I shouted into the speaker, trying to compete with the pounding music rattling the walls. “I’m–I’m at–”But my words tangled with static. His voice came back rough. “Astrid? Say it again. I can’t hear you–damn it, where are you?”The sound glitched and my stomach twisted. I stumbled through the crowd, desperately searching for somewhere quieter. The smell of alcohol, smoke, and sweat pressed in on me until I wanted to scream.My shaky hands shoved a door open, and I tumbled into what looked like a restroom. Relief came in the form of silence until I realized I wasn’t alone.A guy leaned lazily against the sink, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the tang of smoke wrapping around him. His eyes slid over me with slow, deliberate calculation.“Well, hello, sweetheart,” he drawled, exhaling smoke into the already stifling air.I froze,

A Storm in the Making

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

Craving

Chapter 18Astrid’s POVBy the time we got home, my insides were still coiling with infuriation . Lunch had been torture. Sitting across from Mr. Dave, forcing a smile, feeling Rhett’s eyes on me every time I muttered some excuse to leave–it had all been suffocating. The whole damn visit had been suffocating.Now, back in my room, I paced like a caged animal. The irritation bubbled until I clicked my phone screen and connected Talia’s call again. Her face filled the screen, smirking, eyes bright like she had been waiting for me to call back.“Well?” she asked dramatically. “You vanished on me earlier. Don’t tell me your hot brother's best friend got you in trouble.”I groaned, flopping back onto the bed. “Talia, not now.”She ignored me completely, propping her chin in her palm like she was in love with the idea of annoying me. “When the call cut, the last thing I saw was Rhett’s hot face. Like–oh my gosh, Astrid, how are you surviving with that man in your house? I’d combust.”Her wo

Invitation Party

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

Hear Me Out: Rhett's a Jerk

Chapter 20 Astrid’s POV“I wasn’t eavesdropping,” I blurted, my throat dry, though it sounded like the weakest excuse in history.Rhett’s hazel eyes narrowed on me. He didn’t buy it. “You were,” he muttered. “And you heard enough to make me tell you this once–stay out of it. You’re not coming with me.”My spine stiffened instantly. “Like hell I’m not.”He blinked at me, unimpressed. “Astrid–”“No,” I cut him off, my arms folded over my chest. “Whatever it is, I’m coming. I don’t care if you don’t want me there.” My eyes flashed, and before I could stop myself, I added: “Is it because of Mercedes? Is she the woman you’re hiding from me?”His entire body tensed. His gaze darkened in an instant, and he crossed the distance between us in three long strides. His hand wrapped firmly around my wrist. “Don’t you dare say her name,” he snapped. “And don’t ask me questions you don’t want answers to.”“Why?” I demanded, yanking at his grip though he didn’t budge. “Because you’re scared I’ll fin

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