All Chapters of Falling Into His Brother’s Bed: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

[ SYDNEY ]I can’t sleep no matter how hard I try. After that crazy conversation with Chelsea, I didn’t even bother going back to the party. I hadn’t planned to anyway.Instead, I went straight to my room after giving Maddie the tea and making sure she wasn’t going to return to the pool and finish what she started with Cassie. Then, I changed into my pajamas, climbed into bed, and tried to force myself to sleep just to quiet the noise in my head. The noise Chelsea had planted there.It was useless. The questions keep flooding in, and my chest tightens with every single one.Was Chelsea telling the truth about her relationship with Raven? About the kind of man he really is?Has he been playing me this whole time? Even when he said he had no intention of penetrating me during our night together… was that just another way to earn my trust?I shake my head and turn onto my other side, pressing the pillow over my ears as if that could block out my own thoughts. It doesn’t work. Fuck.E

[ SYDNEY ]When I return to my room, I find Maddie lying on her back on my bed, flipping through the high school photobook she pulled from my shelf.“Hey. Where did you go? You didn’t sleep here last night.” She eyes me suspiciously as I walk in.I collapse onto the bed beside her.“Where did you go?” She presses, dropping the photobook and flashing that toothy, mischievous smile of hers. “Don’t tell me you actually went to see that new crush of yours. Did you two fuck?”I gasp in disbelief and grab the pillow next to me, smacking her with it. She bursts into loud, manic laughter.“Look! You’re blushing!” She points at the heat creeping up my face.“You’re sick, Mads.” I roll my eyes and lie back down. “Get out of my room before I drag you out.”She keeps laughing. Just then my phone rings. I pick it up and glance at the screen.Josephine.Every trace of a smile disappears. My chest tightens with instant anger.“Who’s calling? Show me, show meee!” Maddie squeals behind me like an eag

[RAVEN]“I… you…” For almost a full minute, Sydney just stands there stuttering, a soft pink flush spreading across her face. Embarrassment. I’m fighting hard not to smile.Then she folds her arms and shifts into that sharp, defensive look of hers. The one she always puts on when she’s about to go on the attack just to get off the hook.“You! Aren’t you supposed to be on that plane right now? What are you still doing here?”I bite back another laugh as I look down at her. She’s still in her pajamas and clearly hasn’t realized it yet. The fact that she ran all the way here like this does something dangerous to my chest.“Maybe because I saw a slender five-six feet girl running frantically through the crowd,” I answer, keeping my voice low and calm as usual. “I couldn’t just leave her standing here.”Her body freezes like a deer caught in headlights. She starts stuttering again.“I… uh… well…” Then her voice suddenly rises, as if she’s found her excuse. “I wanted to thank you for what

[ SYDNEY ]For over a minute, I just stand there watching him, unable to look away. My lips are parted, my breathing is shallow. I half-expect to start drooling like some desperate idiot.My panties are soaked as fuck.Then Raven slowly begins to turn under the water, and that’s when panic slams into me. Before he can fully face me, I snap the switch off. The glass instantly turns solid black again.I stay frozen for a second, a shaky breath leaving my lips.What the actual fuck was I thinking standing there like a zombie with zero self-control? Quietly, I retreat to the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed, still trembling. I press my fingers to my cheeks. They’re burning hot. Between my thighs, I’m drenched, my core throbbing in time with my racing heartbeat.Damn you, Sydney.I nearly jump out of my skin when Raven’s voice comes from the hallway, followed by footsteps.“Hey.”I turn sharply as he walks into the room, adjusting the towel hanging low on his hips. The deep V-lin

[ RAVEN ]Sydney isn’t in the room when I step out of the bathroom. She must’ve stormed off in anger and is somewhere inside the hotel. I throw on a plain T-shirt and joggers, then leave immediately to find her.“Mr. Hart. Do you need anything?” Gale spots me the second I reach the lobby and hurries over with that polite smile of his.“Have you seen my wife? Did she pass through here?” I ask, eyes already scanning the open space.Gale looks slightly confused. “Sir… you have a wife?” Then his eyes widen a fraction as realization hits. “That young lady from earlier is your wife?”I don’t bother answering. Because right then, I spot her.Sydney is sitting on a lounge in the far corner of the lobby, and she’s not alone. She’s across from some man, laughing at whatever he’s saying. She’s wearing one of the dresses we bought earlier; a tight bodycon that stops mid-thigh with a dangerously low back that shows off the smooth curve of her spine. The fabric clings to every soft line of her