All Chapters of Tasting My Boyfriend's Brother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Gold spilled in fragments from the window, purging sleep from my eyes, I tried to lift my arm, to block the light but I felt this weight pressing against me. I peeled my eyes open, only to see Grayson's muscular arm draped around my waist, my breath caught, his body inches away from mine, close enough that I could see every dip and crevice of his face. Of his very defined, very chiseled face. The ray caressed his skin, illuminating his skin, his dark hair fell in small waves over his forehead, his long lashes gummed, long and oddly feminine. His jaw was incredibly sharp, his lips thin but pink and looked soft. They felt soft too. My teeth sank into my lower lip. The image of the kiss we shared came back, making my chest grow tight. I needed to get up. I needed to get away from him, right now— Drawing in a breath, I reached for his arm, lifting it up delicately and placing it on the bed space beside me. Exhaling I tried to stand up but then he placed his hand on my waist a

I reached the backyard, spotting the mechanic from afar, his head buried deep beneath the hood as he worked his magic on the car.When he spotted me, he spoke.“Oi, sorry for coming late, boss. The rain was shitty, but I'm here now.”His accent was funny.But that wasn't all.I also realized that Grayson was actually behind me.I didn't dare look back.“Here are the keys,” his deep voice came, sending a cold feeling down my veins.He sounded empty.Detached.Just like he had that night.The night we talked about his family.Was I treating him like a commodity again?I knew I shouldn't have cared, but some part of me did, and I couldn't control it.Before I could stop myself, I turned to look at him, but he didn't meet my gaze. He didn't say anything to me as he brushed past and walked toward the car, looking under the hood alongside the mechanic.The next few moments flew by, filled with Grayson speaking mechanical terms I couldn't understand and, thankfully, the engine humming again.

He pulled away, letting me breathe. He extended his palm. Hesitation lingered in my bones, but slowly, I melted, placing my hand in his.He bent down, his lips brushing against the back of my palm in a gentle caress. A small move—but it was enough to set fires ablaze in my chest.Then my mind drifted to Chris.He wasn't really that upset, right?Before I could stop myself, I pulled my hand away from his touch. "I'm sorry, I need to go," I said as I turned, heading in the direction he and Elara had gone.The pounding sound of my shoes against the asphalt filled the air, but it was nothing compared to how fast my heart was racing.I was on edge.On one hand, I had Chris, the man I'd spent the past seven years with. Then there was Grayson, who had stormed into my life like a hurricane, ruining everything I'd worked so hard to build.I didn't hate him.Even though I tried to convince myself that I did.

**Zinnia's POV**A sharp pain cracked through my skull, making me wince as I tried to open my eyes. The blinding white light burned into my retinas, I blocked the light with the back of my palm, a groan slipping past my lips.The thick smell of drugs and antiseptic burned hot in the air, filling my nostrils almost choking me. Then I felt something hard pressed against my lips followed the cool sensation of water.As my vision cleared, my eyes searched across the room until it landed on a familiar pair of eyes. Grayson.He wore a small smile on his lips, his mouth moving as he uttered some words that refused to register in my head. All I could hear was this ringing sound, making my head throb.I shut my eyes, then opened them again. Grayson's face coming to vision again. I saw him gesture to the door, two more people surrounded me, wearing scrubs.That confirmed my thoughts, I was in a hospital.What had happened?I rubbed my forehead as I tried to adjust on the mattress.The memorie

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