บททั้งหมดของ Two Faces, One Marriage: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Lucas Grant, my husband's older brother, had just rolled back into town. He had been fighting with his wife again, and he'd shown up at our place to drink it off with Logan Grant."You don't even know, man," he was saying. "Marrying her was like losing my mind. Before the wedding she never let me see her without makeup. I thought she was just shy. Then I finally see her without it, and I swear to you, I couldn't even get it up."He finished the glass and turned his head toward me. He was already a few drinks in and his tone had slipped past polite."You’re the lucky one, little brother. Look at your wife–naturally beautiful. Compared to her, the one I married… it’s like night and day."Back in school, Lucas and Logan were the kind of guys everyone noticed. For a long time, I thought marrying Logan was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me. Now, with Lucas piling on the compliments, I felt a little embarrassed.I used the excuse of getting them something to go with their drin

I stood frozen where he had left me, with every line he had just said still ringing in my ears, until I heard him walk out and shut the bedroom door behind him."Hey. Where did you go? I was looking for you."Logan's voice, out in the hallway. I heard Lucas lie without missing a beat."Down the hall. Had too much, needed to clear my head.""Seriously? I just went looking for you."By the time I had myself pulled together and stepped out, Lucas was telling Logan, with a perfectly straight face, "We must have just missed each other," like it was the most natural thing in the world.He pulled out his phone and muttered, half to himself, half loud enough for me to hear it."Look at this. Gone this long and my wife has not sent me a single message. What is the point of a woman like that."I could not tell if he was talking to Logan or at me.Logan looked at me clearing the glasses off the coffee table and grinned."See, Lucas? This is what getting married early gets you. Bella. B

Those sweatpants did something to him that I had not been ready for. Just looking at him, I was already warm under my own clothes. Whether it was the ovulation, or the fact that Lucas had woken up every nerve ending in my body the night before, I was not in the mood to work out anymore. I wanted to drag my husband home and back into bed.Logan caught my look right away. He laughed and flicked me on the forehead."What is going on in your head? Did you stay up reading romance novels all night? It's hot out. The whole gym is men. This is not the outfit's fault."It had been so long since I had really looked at Logan in workout clothes that I had genuinely forgotten how good his body was. Those pecs barely fit inside a T-shirt. I squeezed one without thinking.Logan leaned down to my ear."How am I doing? Still worth keeping?"I leaned in, brushed his earlobe with my lips, and whispered back."Already wet."He had me on the lat pulldown machine, and while he was adjusting my for

It was new. Logan had never been like this before. I was enjoying it, until his hand slid down to my nipple and started doing exactly what Lucas had done. Working it between his fingers the same way.Logan did not do that. Logan had never done that."Who are you really! Logan or Lucas?"He gave me a genuinely confused look. He had no idea why I was asking.The answer came without hesitation."Babe. It's me. Obviously. Lucas touching your chest? Seriously, babe, you just short-circuited my brain with that question."I watched his face for another second, processing. Then I heard myself say, lightly."The two of you spooked me. I do not know what is real anymore."Logan sighed and put on his most sheepish apology face."I know. I am sorry. I swear to you. No more. Not ever again."He was still working me through the fabric, and by now I was wet enough that I stood up. I took his hand and pulled him toward the bedroom."Then you owe me, and you are paying it tonight."Whether