Elias's POVI woke up the next morning in probably the most uncomfortable position of my entire fucking life.Something, or, more accurately, someone, was practically glued to my back, and I knew exactly who it was.My fucking brother.I didn't even have to open my eyes.I could smell his stinky ass.Draven had one arm wrapped tightly around me, pulling me against his chest like I was some oversized fucking teddy bear. He was half asleep, practically moaning while rubbing his very obvious morning wood against my ass.Thank the Goddess we both had on jogging pants.And I was very, very, very sure this motherfucker thought I was Sloane.I started tapping his hand.Nothing.Tap. Tap. Tap.Instead of letting me go, Draven tightened his arm around me and pulled me even closer.Oh, hell no.I started slapping his hand.“Bro.”He groaned.“Bro!”“What?”“You need to stop.”He made another sleepy sound.“I'm serious. Your body is very, very reactive this morning, and I don't appreciate being
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