All Chapters of On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ruby’s POVAll I wanted was to shut the world out, and pretend the last twenty-four hours hadn’t completely flipped my life upside down.I was still stuck in that daze, half in my thoughts, half trying to breathe, when the front door opened.Austin stepped in, his expression tight, his eyes scanning me. Noting my bandaged leg, the bruises on my arm, and the exhaustion on my face.He moved toward me slowly, concern etched across his face. “You’re in pain,” he said softly as he knelt in front of me without asking. His hands hovered near my ankle.“Don’t touch it,” I said quickly, pulling back.“I’m not going to hurt you,” he replied. “I just want to help.”I didn’t move. But I didn’t stop him, either. His fingers brushed over the swollen skin around my ankle. A warm sensation followed, spreading deeper than the touch. When he pulled his hands away, the pain wasn’t gone, but it felt bearable.I looked at him suspiciously but decided to change gear. “I was attacked.”“I heard. Sally told

John POVI was unable to reach Ruby, so I went to Rebecca for answers and was shocked to learn from her that Ruby had been arrested earlier that morning.Emily Carter, Pete’s sister, had filed charges against her. Claimed she attacked Pete. It was all over the system already. Public disturbance. Intentional injury. The usual overblown claims rich families used to press their advantage.I clenched the steering wheel so tight my knuckles burned. Pete’s name alone was bad news. That bastard had already dragged her through enough. Now his sister wanted her pound of flesh too.At the station, I was told to wait. Processing wasn’t done. They’d only let me see Ruby for a few minutes.She looked pale when they brought her out, faint shadows under her eyes. But her posture was steady, shoulders squared. Whatever happened, she wasn’t letting it break her.We sat with glass between us. She picked up the receiver first but said nothing. Her eyes met mine, tired.I raised the phone slowly.“Don’t

I accepted Travis’s camping invite without hesitation. After everything lately, I needed the distraction. Too much drama. I just wanted some quiet, some space to breathe.We set up near the water, where the fire pit cracked and tents lined the clearing. The grill was already going. I pulled my jacket tighter. The wind was cool, and my right ear was aching again. Quietly, I slipped into the seat beside Austin. It wasn’t planned. My ear throbbed on that side, and I subconsciously sat next to him seeking comfort. Somehow, his presence made it bearable. He didn’t look surprised. Just gave a small nod like he’d been expecting it. When he noticed me wince as I adjusted my hair around my ear, he leaned slightly toward me. “You alright?” he asked. “Yeah,” I murmured, not looking at him. My ears are just a little sore.” He didn’t ask more and looked back at the fire. But being near him was soothing, reassuring. Like leaning against a wall that wouldn’t move even if everything else did

Ruby’s POVIt happened so fast I barely processed it. It wasn’t a real kiss, just the lightest contact. But it jolted me, like static beneath the skin and I froze.He did too.The moment stretched thin. His eyes found mine, startled, unreadable, but he still held me.Heat crawled up my neck, and I pulled back quickly, pretending it hadn’t happened.My heart was racing. And for a second, all I could focus on was how close we were and how good it felt.“Sorry,” I mumbled, brushing at my jeans. “Didn’t mean to—”Austin didn’t answer. He just watched me, quietly. Then a sudden rustle from behind us snapped both our heads around.More movement in the bushes. Moans. Laughter. A gasp.“Shit—someone’s there!”“Grab your stuff!”Branches snapped as a couple scrambled to dress. A girl squealed, and the guy muttered a curse as they rushed off.And then silence.My cheeks burned. “Did we just interrupt…”Austin looked like he was trying not to laugh. “Yeah. We did.”I groaned. “Perfect.”Austin r

Ruby’s POVAustin’s kiss was so deep, so consuming, it left me dizzy. I clung to him desperately, my lips barely keeping up with his. When he finally pulled away, I gasped, chest rising and falling as if I’d surfaced from underwater.He pressed his forehead to mine. And I put my arms round his neck, still catching my breath.But I felt everything. His uneven breathing, his hand gripping my waist, and the heat radiating off his skin.And lower…I shut my eyes.The alcohol had blurred the edges, softened the noise in my head. John, the slap, the pain, all faded under the pull building inside me.I needed something real. Maybe it was reckless of me but I was past caring.Right now, I just want to feel all of him.“I need to feel you inside me,” I whispered, voice quiet but clear.He stilled.His hand tightened around my waist.Then his voice came low, strained. “Ruby… you’re drunk.”“I know,” I said, brushing my fingers across his chest. “But I know what I want.”“You’re not thinking cle