All Chapters of We shouldn’t be doing this, Step-brother: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SiennaThe air was still warm, thick with everything we’d just shared. My heartbeat hadn’t quite settled yet. I could still feel the way his breath had brushed my skin, the way every sound seemed to echo in the small space.I reached for the tiny sink, turning the handle. Cool water ran over my fingers, snapping me back to reality. I leaned forward, splashing my face gently, trying to wash away the heat and his cum that still clung to me. Drops of water trickled down my cheek, catching in my lashes.Jaxon stood behind me, quiet but close — close enough that I could feel the warmth of his chest at my back. He reached out, thumb brushing along my jawline.“You missed a spot,” he murmured, voice low.I looked up at him in the mirror. His touch lingered, tracing along my cheekbone until I leaned into it. He smiled faintly — that tired, knowing grin that said he was just as wrecked as I was.We were still like that when the door handle rattled.My heart stopped.A soft knock followed. “Is

SiennaThe next day crept in slow, sunlight spilling through the curtains in soft streaks. My eyes blinked open to the familiar ceiling of home — not Dubai’s skyline, not hotel walls, just… home. Jaxon was downstairs, I could hear the clink of dishes faintly. We were both still a little dazed from the trip, bodies aching, sleep still clinging to us.After breakfast, our parents headed off to work, leaving the house in that calm silence that follows early mornings. I sprawled on the couch, scrolling through my phone, half-watching some random show on TV. Jaxon lay across from me, one arm thrown over his eyes, pretending to nap.It was peaceful — until the sound of a blaring car horn tore through the calm. Once, twice. Then again.I groaned, sitting up. “Who’s that?”Before Jaxon could answer, a familiar voice shouted from outside, “Get out here, lazy bones!”I didn’t even need to look — that tone was unmistakable. Kendra.Seconds later, the front door swung open and she stepped in, han

SiennaThe house felt a little too quiet after Mom and Dad left for work — that soft hush that only came when adults were gone. The clink of dishes from breakfast had faded, and sunlight poured in through the curtains, warm and lazy.Ezra had made himself comfortable, sitting cross-legged on the couch, controller in hand, completely in his element. Jaxon sat beside him, leaning forward, eyes locked on the screen as they played a soccer game.“Bro, you still suck at defense,” Ezra teased, laughing as he scored another goal.Jaxon groaned. “Man, that was pure luck!”Ezra smirked. “Luck? Nah, skill. You’re just rusty.”Their laughter filled the living room — easy, familiar, the kind that came from years of friendship. Watching them together, I could tell they’d been through a lot — like two brothers who just picked up right where they left off.But every few minutes, Ezra’s gaze would flick toward me — quick glances, subtle but noticeable.I sat on the opposite couch, pretending to scrol

SiennaThe weekend came faster than I expected. Ezra had invited almost everyone from our neighborhood to his housewarming — a casual afternoon pool party that somehow turned into the biggest event of the week.His new place wasn’t far from ours — just a few blocks down — a wide, sunlit home with glass doors opening toward a sparkling blue pool. Music thumped softly from outdoor speakers, and clusters of people laughed around the grill and lounge chairs.Kendra was already there when we arrived, lounging with Caleb, sipping something cold from a cup. She waved the moment she saw me, mouthing you look cute, before going back to teasing Caleb.Jaxon walked beside me, sunglasses on, his expression calm but unreadable. I could feel the quiet between us, that same silence that had followed the night in my room. Not cold. Just… careful.And then Ezra appeared.He was standing near the pool in shorts and an open shirt, that confident grin on his face as he called out, “Finally! Thought you t

SiennaThe drive back home was slow, the sun dipping low and throwing gold across the road. Kendra rolled the windows down, her curls blowing wildly in the breeze as she grinned at me.“So,” she began, dragging the word out, “are you and Ezra a thing now?”I blinked. “What? No!”She laughed, glancing over like she didn’t believe me for a second. “Come on, Si. I saw the way he hugged you back there. And he couldn’t stop looking at you the whole game.”I groaned. “He’s just friendly.”“Friendly?” She raised an eyebrow. “Friendly doesn’t look like that. Friendly doesn’t hover. I mean—” she giggled, “—he basically looked like a lost puppy waiting for you to pat his head.”I covered my face with my hands. “You’re being dramatic.”“Am I though?” Kendra teased, tapping the steering wheel. “You’ve got options, babe. Ezra, Tyler—”“Stop,” I cut in quickly, my voice sharper than I meant.She gave me a knowing side-eye but didn’t push. “Fine. But one day, you’ll have to pick one.”Her words sat