All Chapters of Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elena's POV I barely slept that night.After my encounter with Logan in the kitchen, I rushed back to my room, heart pounding, my mind filled with thoughts I didn’t want to have.This was dangerous.He was my stepbrother.I kept repeating that in my head like a warning. Like if I reminded myself enough times, my body would stop reacting whenever he was near.It didn’t work.I woke up feeling annoyed with myself. I took a long shower, trying to wash away whatever weird tension had formed between us last night. By the time I got dressed and went downstairs, I had convinced myself that I could ignore Logan. That last night meant nothing.But then I saw him sitting at the kitchen counter, and my stomach twisted with these uneasy feelings.He was shirtless again.Was he allergic to shirts?I rolled my eyes before quickly looking away, focusing on my mom, who was sipping coffee at the table with James.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Mom said, smiling.“Morning,” I mumbled, pouring myself som

Elena's POV I woke up tangled in sheets that weren’t mine.Somehow our escapade had left my room to Logan's room, to continue with some of the toys he had in his room.The room was dark, except for the faint glow of the sun finding its way through the window. My body ached, a reminder of everything that had happened just hours ago.My face heated as the memories came flooding back.Logan.His hands, his lips, the way he made me forget everything else. The way I let him.I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart beating fast.What had I done?I turned my head slowly, and there he was.Logan lay beside me, his bare chest rising and falling in slow, steady breaths. His face looked calm in sleep, his dark hair looking messy against the pillow.Peaceful. Innocent.But he wasn’t innocent.And neither was I atleast not anymore.Panic tightened in my chest. I needed to get out of here.Carefully, I pulled the covers off and slipped out of bed, holding my breath as I reached for my clothes. My hands

The kisses…Oh God, those kisses. Those hot, wicked, toe curling kisses he pressed all over my body. Like he was branding me, owning me. And don’t even get me started on the way his muscles flexed with every move. Me, lying there, completely at his mercy as he thrust into me.I couldn’t get the thought of last night out of my headAnd now? Here I was, stuck in a boring-ass class, pretending to care about whatever the hell the lecturer was saying, when all my brain could replay was last night.Logan.Logan.Logan.This boy was ruining me, and the worst part? I liked it. No, scratch that, I loved it. His hands, his mouth, the way he could make me melt with just a look. It was unfair, really. "I am sorry, but did you seriously just show up in the same car as Logan Pierce?" A voice askedThe voice came from my right, pulling me out of my very inappropriate daydream. I turned to see a girl watching me with wide, curious eyes. She was stupidly pretty, big brown eyes, bouncy curls, and an

Wow. This one wasn’t wasting any time.I stared at Ethan’s message, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, unsure of what to say. Coffee? Already? Damn, at this rate, he would be asking for my hand in marriage by next week.I stole a glance at Logan, who was focused on the road, his fingers tapping on the steering wheel with rhythm. No music was playing, which meant he was either deep in thought or pretending to ignore me which, knowing him, was entirely possible.I was about to type sorry Ethan, maybe some other time when Logan said .“So, you and Ethan, huh? That was fast. Didn’t you just meet him, like, five minutes ago?”My fingers froze. I turned my head, but he didn’t look at me, just kept driving, expression cool as hell, like this was just some casual observation and not him sticking his nose into my business.Was he jealous? No way. Logan wasn’t the jealous type. He was the screw ‘em and leave ‘em type. I don’t do relationships type. But then again, guys are weird. Maybe thi

Oh. My. God. This was not happening. Nope. No way. Except it totally was. Logan, freaking Logan had his mouth on mine, and I was just standing here like some starstruck idiot, letting it happen. And the worst part? I liked it. Like, I really liked it. Like, “someone needs to dump a bucket of ice water on me” liked it. A little whimper slipped out of me when he bit my bottom lip, and holy shit, my nipples reacted like they just got called to attention. Meanwhile, Logan was over here, practically eating my face like it was his last meal, and was I stopping him? Nope. Not even a little. Stupid. So incredibly, unbelievably stupid. But instead of using my brain and putting an end to this, what did I do? Oh, you know, just threw my arms around him like some desperate chick in a rom-com. And Logan? He wrapped those big, strong arms around my waist and yanked me flush against him, pressing our bodies together so tightly that I could feel everything.His hands slid down, gripping my as