All Chapters of FALLING FOR THE WRONG BROTHER. : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"Landon will tell you later," Tyler said, waving a hand. He looked at me, then back at Landon. "Speaking of talking… isn’t it a good idea you two sleep together tonight? You know, so you can… talk about everything alone?"I blinked in surprise. Last night, Tess and I had fallen asleep in the guest room while catching up on everything. Tyler’s suggestion seemed reasonable at first because there was a lot we still needed to sort through. He did not say anything about wanting time alone with Tess, but I noticed the quick glance he gave toward the living room. That was enough for me to understand what he really meant. He wanted to sleep with Tess tonight. Even so, I chose not to call him out on it."That’s a good idea," Landon said. His voice was carefully neutral. "What do you think, Kasey?"I could feel a blush creeping up my neck. He was asking. He was giving me a choice. But we both knew what my choice would be. Had always been. I felt a little spark of excitement flare up in my chest

Landon's POVThe day had been somewhat unsuccessful. We pulled up to the clubhouse right after coming from Tyler’s family house, thinking we’d finally corner Kendra and get the last piece of that blackmail mess sorted. But she wasn't there. On asking around, we were told that she had gone to the hospital for her prenatal examinations. I immediately called the hospital and was told she hadn't been there in weeks. If she wasn’t at the doctor, where the hell was she going every single day?Tyler had wanted to hang around the clubhouse and wait for her but I couldn’t stay. The pain was too much and it was making my vision blurry at the edges. We had turned the truck around and headed straight back home. On the drive, Tyler kept saying I needed to talk to Kasey right away, so she wasn’t left guessing again like last time.I agreed, but my mouth went dry. Talking to her meant opening up everything, and part of me was scared she’d hear it all and decide I wasn’t worth the trouble. Still, Ty

Tears pricked the backs of my eyes. I turned my face into his shoulder, breathing him in. "You’re going to be a great dad, Landon," I murmured. "The best one."His eyes dropped to my lips for just a second. I leaned in without thinking, drawn to him like always. He moved closer too and our foreheads almost touched. I could smell the faint cologne on his shirt and feel the steady beat of his heart under my hand when I rested it on his chest. My eyes started to close. His lips were so close I could almost taste the moment.Then the front door banged open again and Tyler’s voice cut through everything. "Landon, we gotta go. Kendra just showed up at the clubhouse. Jovi called. She’s there right now."Landon pulled back fast and let out a frustrated breath. "Duty calls," he whispered while squeezing my hand. "I’ll be back as soon as I can. I promise."I nodded, still feeling the almost-kiss tingling on my lips. "Be careful. And come home to us.""Stay here with your girls. Don’t answer t

Kasey’s POV It was already past midnight, and Landon and Tyler still weren’t back. Landon had called me earlier to say they would be late, but I never thought it would drag on like this. I remembered the way his voice had sounded on the phone, like he was holding something back. I hadn’t pushed him. If he didn’t want to explain, then there was a reason.Still… late, to me, meant maybe nine. Maybe ten. Not—I checked my phone again. 2:17 a.m.A cold knot of worry twisted in my stomach. Where the hell were they? Did something happen?I opened our chat again. Still nothing new from Landon. My thumb hovered over the call button. I was about to press it when I heard the front door open. I sat up fast and strained my ears. Part of me wanted to run straight out there and throw myself at him, but I held back. I needed to be sure it was them.I slid off the bed quietly and stood still, listening harder."…see you in the morning," Tyler’s voice carried faintly."Yeah," Landon replied. "Night."

I let out a shaky breath and my hips lifted involuntarily, seeking any kind of friction. Every part of me was focused on her, on the dark, on the promise in her voice. "Okay, baby." Her touch moved lower, her nails scraping lightly through the trail of hair leading down from my navel. I jerked under her and a groan tore from my throat. "Good," she murmured. Her hand was hovering so close to where I was painfully hard and throbbing. "Now… let’s see what happens when you really try to be still." She shifted on the bed and the mattress dipped as she reached for something I couldn’t see. The blindfold kept everything black, but I heard the faint rustle of feathers. My cock twitched in anticipation, already leaking against my stomach. I groaned when the tip of the feather traced the underside of my cock from the base to the tip. It felt like nothing and everything all at once. The soft edges dragged against my skin like a whisper, teasing every nerve ending without any pressure or war