Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Confessed To The Wrong Twin : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Jami“If you check your hair in the reflection of that trophy case one more time, I’m calling the police,” Chloe says, nudging my shoulder.“Ugh” I groan and quickly drop my hands from my skirt, my face feeling like a hot kettle. I always try to look put-together but today, I literally spent twenty minutes making sure my cream sweater was perfectly tucked into my beige skirt…but my hands won't stop shaking.“I’m losing my mind, Chloe,” I whisper, glancing around the chaotic hallway as everyone slams their lockers shut for the holiday break. “It’s the last day of the semester. If I don't tell him today, he’s going to spend the whole holiday not even knowing I exist.”Chloe groans dramatically. “Please. You’re literally gorgeous, you dress like a brand model for a simple errand, trust me…you look absolutely beautiful. Go get your man.”My heart does a violent flip. Reid. He’s always so polite, quiet, and flawlessly organized. The exact definition of a safe, steady guy. I immediately fel

JamiWhen the headlights finally cut through the darkness of my street on Saturday night, my jaw drops.Idling right by the curb isn't a basic, safe sedan you’d expect from a regular guy like the Reid I know. It’s a spotless, matte-black sports car that looks like it can purchase even my future and people in it. The engine lets out a low, aggressive rumble that vibrates right through the pavement, making my chest tighten.The tinted window rolls down smoothly, and my breath hitches.Leaning against the leather seat is an incredibly, stupidly handsome dude. The sharp silver eyes, the jawline looking lethal in the dim streetlights, and that silver lip ring catching the glow of the dashboard—Damn, it's overwhelming. No glasses. His dark hair is perfectly messy, and his black denim jacket makes him look entirely out of my league.“Get in, Babe,” his low, raspy drawl floats out of the window.My lips tremble from trying to control the blush threatening to drag out my smile. *Babe* Isn't i

JamiThe moment Marcus pulls Reid away, Chloe turns to me, her jaw dropping on the floor. She looks around the dark, sweaty club like she still can’t believe she’s standing in it."I'm sorry, but since when does Reid come to places like this?" Chloe asks, her voice loud enough to cut through the heavy bass thumping through the floorboards. She shakes her head, waving a hand at the crowded dance floor where people are locked in suffocating embraces and doing god-knows-what in the dark corners. "I never believed someone like Reid could be in a place where dicks are getting sucked in public. And he literally kissed you right out in the open? This is insane, Jami. It’s completely unbelievable."My cheeks burn hot, the ghost of his mouth still lingering on my lips. It was intense. Way too intense for the shy, quiet guy I used to watch from across the library."The car he picked me up in is what threw my heart out of position," I admit, my fingers tracing the hem of my top. My chest is sti

JamiThe front door flies open, and Cole violently shoves me into the foyer. I stumble over my own feet, my shoulder slamming hard against the drywall. A sharp ache shoots down my arm, but I don't even get a second to rub it before the hallway light blurs my eyes.Standing right there at the bottom of the stairs, with her arms crossed tightly over her designer blouse, is my stepmother, Evelyn. Her face is twisted into pure disgust."Look what the cat dragged in," Cole pants, rubbing his knuckles like he just did some heavy lifting. "Found her at that trashy club downtown, getting out of some rich guy's sports car. She was wrapped all over him."Evelyn takes a slow, menacing step toward me. Her eyes scan my outfit, her lips curling up. "A sports car? At a nightclub? Are you completely out of your mind, Jami? You told me you were at the library finishing up your end-of-term papers. Instead, you're out there acting like a cheap girl, embarrassing this family with some dangerous boy.""He

RhysI lean back against the dark leather booth, twirling a heavy silver fork between my fingers. Jami thinks I’m her gentle library nerd, and I just never countered her misunderstanding. The hostess leads them toward my table, and my eyes pin straight to Jami. She looks incredibly fine in a dark dress that holds onto her curves in all the right places. But right behind her is a girl I'm sure I've seen a few times.If she's her sister, then she is probably always around the club with Cole’s teammates.A wide smile spreads across her face, what's her name again?Vanessa Anderson?The moment her eyes lock on my face, she stops dead in her tracks. Her jaw drops open, her eyes darting from my face to the expensive watch on my wrist. Shit! She recognizes the campus playboy captain instantly. I watch the panic flash across her face, followed by a sharp, calculating gleam. A wicked smirk creeps onto my lips. *Game on, then.*"Hey," Jami murmurs softly, sliding into the booth across from me