All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Brothers : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~ Luke POV ~My heart raced inside my chest as I held her waist firmly, kissing her so tenderly that I didn't want this moment to end.The only thing I regretted was drinking that strong bottle of liquor earlier. If I hadn't, my head wouldn't be spinning so much right now. But at the same time, without that alcohol in my system, I never would have taken the bold step to follow Becca home or stand out here knocking on her door in the middle of the night.Camelia shifted slightly in my arms, trying to pull back from the kiss, but I tightened my grip around her waist to keep her close. Her lips were soft against mine, warm and sweet, tasting better than anything I had ever known.She hesitated for a brief second before she leaned back in, taking control of the kiss. She pressed her lips to mine with a sudden, desperate hunger, matching the intensity I felt, just like she was hungry for me too."What the actual fuck!" a sharp voice shouted from the driveway.We snapped apart instantly, tu

~ Asher POV ~I took a long drag from the cigarette between my fingers, blowing the smoke out in the air as my mind replayed the sight of Luke and Camelia kissing on the lawn.My jaw clenched so tight my teeth hurt. I had thought Camelia was mine now after last night. I thought Luke wouldn't come close to her again. But seeing her lips against his with my own eyes made a dark rage burn inside my chest. I felt betrayed, and I hate feeling like someone took something that belongs to me."What is going through your head, Asher?" Shayna's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.She rubbed her hands up my chest, leaning her body against my back until I could feel her warm breath hitting the side of my neck. She pressed a soft kiss against my skin, but my mind was miles away."Tell me what you're thinking about," she purred, sliding her arms around my waist. "I can help you relax."I let out a bitter laugh, taking another slow drag of smoke. "You don't know what you're talking about, cupcake."

~ Luke POV ~A soft groan left my lips as my eyes snapped open. The sharp ache throbbing in my forehead immediately reminded me of just how much alcohol I had consumed the night before.I sat up slowly on the couch and looked around the room. That was when I realized I hadn't even made it home. I had passed out on Joe's living room couch.I ran my fingers through my messy hair before burying my face in my palms, trying to soothe the pounding pressure behind my eyes. As my mind slowly cleared, small pieces of last night started flashing through my head. I remembered Camelia standing on the lawn, the way she had kissed me back, and the soft, vulnerable look in her eyes before Asher ruined everything.I was still sitting there, trapped in my thoughts, when the sound of approaching footsteps broke the quiet. I looked up to see Joe walking into the living room, holding two steaming mugs."Here," he said, setting one of the mugs down on the small table in front of me. "I figured you would n

~ Camelia POV ~After searching Asher's bedroom and closet for a few minutes, I finally spotted my clothes sitting neatly folded on top of a low dresser. I snatched them up, quickly unbuttoned Asher's oversized shirt, and slipped back into my own clothes.I pulled my hair into a high ponytail before stepping in front of the full length mirror to check my appearance. As I stared at my reflection, I noticed that my cheeks looked a little fuller than usual, and I frowned. I hadn't been eating much lately, so it didn't make any sense."You're staring too much, cupcake." Asher's voice came from behind me.Through the mirror, I watched him walk toward the doorway and lean his shoulder against the frame as he watched me.I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. "It's none of your business."He clicked his tongue and took a slow drag from his cigarette. "Maybe not. I'll have my housekeeper clean up the guest room for you. If there's anything you need, just say the word, and I'll get it."My e

~ Luke POV ~"Two more shots," I told the bartender, twirling the glass in my hand as the amber liquid swirled against the sides.The look on Camelia's face kept replaying in my head like a slap across my cheek. Why did I ask her to be my girlfriend?I rested my hand on the marble counter. The throb behind my eyes had grown much worse than when I first woke up on Joe's couch, yet here I was, sitting on a high stool and using alcohol as a shield to drown out the memory of her tired eyes.I lifted the small glass and tossed the liquor back in one quick gulp, letting the heat burn all the way down my throat. I tried to erase her words from my mind, but they only echoed louder."I'm sorry, Luke," she had told me, looking so tired, as though I had become nothing more than a burden to her. "But I can't accept that. I can't be your girlfriend. Not because of Gwen or anyone else. You have to understand that this is my decision, and please respect that."I had reached out to grab her hand, des