Semua Bab We shouldn’t be doing this, Step-brother: Bab 191 - Bab 200

SiennaAfter we cleaned up and dressed up, Jaxon drove me home slowly, the rain still tapping gently on the windshield. The car smelled faintly of his cologne and the wet leather seats, and I could feel my cheeks heating every time he glanced at me, the corner of his lips twitching into that soft, knowing smile.When we pulled up in front of my house, I fumbled with my seatbelt, blushing from how hot the two rounds of sex we just had was, I could still feel how hard his dick was going in and out of my pussy. He looked over at me, eyes dark and teasing. “You okay?”I nodded, trying to play it cool, but my lips betrayed me with a small, nervous smile.“Yeah… I’m fine,” I mumbled.He laughed softly, low and warm, and reached over to squeeze my hand before I opened the door. “Text me when you get inside safely.”I nodded again, heart racing. “I will.”I got out and waved at him. The way he looked at me in the rearview mirror made my stomach flip again. And then, just like that, he drove

SiennaMum dropped me off at school, giving me one of those soft smiles that always makes me feel like a little kid again.“You’ll be fine,” she said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure what exactly I needed to be “fine” about.The moment I stepped out of the car, I spotted Kendra waiting like she owned the entire walkway. Arms crossed. Foot tapping. Eyes locked on me like she had been rehearsing something to say.“There you are,” she said, grabbing my arm left and right. Before I could even breathe, she linked our arms together and dragged me into the school. “Madam, how was your night after your romantic movie-scene moment with Jaxon?”I groaned. “Kendra, stop.”“No,” she said, completely serious. “Because the way that boy was staring at you yesterday? Girl, he looked like he was about to devour you raw.”“Kendra!” I practically whispered-shouted.She didn’t care. Obviously.“And don’t pretend you didn’t like it,” she added, raising her brows

SiennaI looked down the hall where Liam had disappeared, trying to convince myself it didn’t matter. But every step he took, every casual flip of his hair, left a tiny ripple in my chest I couldn’t ignore.Kendra nudged me. “You’re staring like a lovesick cartoon character. Are you okay?”“I’m fine,” I said, too quickly, too sharply.She raised an eyebrow. “Yeah… sure. Totally fine. Until your ex-ghost-boyfriend comes back to haunt you during math class.”I groaned. “Ex-ghost-boyfriend? Really?”“Mm-hmm. And also? Your real-life boyfriend is going to ask questions. Big, angry, probably destructive questions.”I tried to imagine Jaxon storming down the hall. My stomach clenched, heat rushing to my cheeks. And of course, I couldn’t deny it — the thought of him, protective and intense, made something flutter in my chest too. Part fear, part excitement, part… something else entirely.“Look,” Kendra said, grabbing my shoulder and forcing me to face her, “you’re basically standing on the e

SiennaBy the time I got inside the building, I felt like someone had taken my brain, put it in a blender, and hit purée.I thought maybe — maybe — things would calm down by lunch.They didn’t.If anything, they got worse.My phone buzzed nonstop. I had to put it on silent because the vibration was starting to feel like a baby earthquake in my pocket.By third period, I finally checked it.And nearly dropped it.Instagram: +429,400 new followersTikTok: +752,000Snapchat: 213,000 people added youMy mouth fell open. “No. No, no, no—this is insane.”Kendra practically screamed. “Sienna, you’re trending worldwide. WORLD. WIDE. Liam Hart returns to Hillview High AND childhood sweetheart reunion? Oh my God—oh my GOD—do you understand what this means?”“I’m going to vomit?”“It means you’re famous, babe.”I groaned, shoving my face into my hands. “I don’t want to be famous.”“Well, too late.” She patted my back like I was a traumatized cat. “The internet has chosen you.”And it truly had.

SiennaThe next morning came quietly.No shouting.No slammed doors.Just the faint sound of Lena moving around the kitchen and the smell of toast drifting up the hallway.It felt strange… waking up in this house again.Strange, but not painful.Just unfamiliar, like putting on a shirt you used to love but haven’t worn in a long time.I got dressed slowly, brushed my hair twice just to feel like I had control over something, then stepped out into the hallway. Jaxon was already outside his room, leaning on the wall like he’d been waiting for me.“Sleep well?” he asked softly.“Not really,” I admitted. “But… better than I expected.”He nodded. “Same.”Breakfast was another quiet event.Dad sat at the head of the table, reading something on his phone but not really reading.Lena kept reaching for her mug, even when it was already in her hand.Jaxon and I ate quietly, exchanging the occasional glance.No one brought up last night.No one pushed for another heavy conversation.We were all