Todos los capítulos de But You're Supposed To Be A Boy: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.“My wig?” I stared at him. Mr Carter nodded sympathetically, glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one else was in the hallway.“I noticed you adjusting it all through dinner.” He lowered his voice and stepped a bit closer. “The sideburn gave you away.”My heart stopped at once, as my hands shook at my sides. He knows… he totally knows. “The s-sideburns?” I blinked again, watching him chuckle before pressing a palm to my shoulder“Relax, son. Your future father-in-law isn’t blind; I know what you are.” I forgot how to breathe. “Look, I know men can be sensitive about these things; I was too. Untill my wife reassured me she wasn’t going to leave me, I didn’t relax.” He reached up to his perfectly styled salt and roper hair before leaning closer. “So I can imagine how you young men must feel.”Then, to my utter horror, he slid two fingers beneath his hairline. I watched, frozen as the front of his inaccurate hair lifted ever so slightly. Then, he winked at me.

NOAH'S POINT OF VIEWTara paused. I couldn’t see her expression, but I just knew she was busted. For a second, she didn’t speak; she turned to glance at me, then back at him. “Okay, you can go now.”She pushed him toward the door with all her strength. “What? How? You haven’t explained—““Go, Malachi; watch your step on the way out.” She slammed the door in his face.The second he was out, I released a hiss. “What the hell?!”“Noah.” She whisper-yelled. “He could still be listening.“What the hell did you say that for? You and me? Seriously?”“I didn’t think; it just came up, I swear.” Tara quickly slipped on a robe.“What on earth will I do if he tells the team that? If he tells coach that?” I dropped onto the bed before jumping back to my feet. “Change the sheets, please.” I glared at it as if it could burn me.“First, we’ll figure that out later, I promise. Second, let’s talk in the other room.” She led me to the vast dining area before pointing at the dessert platter. “Croissant?”

JACE’S POINT OF VIEW. The moment I heard her voice, my muscles tensed up. I gripped the black fountain pen tighter and faced the waiting reporters. “You were saying?” Her glare burned hot on the side of my face, but I didn’t care. A couple more minutes of this shit and I can get the hell out of here. “I was asking if you and Miss Sterling would like to remind us how you two fell in love?” I pushed back the urge to roll my eyes hard enough that I’d see my brain, but she didn’t. Allison leaned forward like a fat kid seeing candy, her smile sickeningly sweet; as was her voice. “Oh, I love this story.” She giggled, trying to loop her arm around mine. I shifted just in time, zoning off in my mind. The corners of her lips wobbled a bit before her cheeks reddened. I knew I wouldn’t hear the end of it later. And I didn’t care. “Jace and I met—“ “This conference is more about the upcoming tournament, isn’t it?” I cut in, the sick feeling in my stomach too strong to fucking ignore any

NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW“Ahh!” He and I screamed at the same time, before I gritted out, “What the hell are you doing here?”“Me? What are you doing here?” He pointed, eyes wide as he looked around. I did too; praying I’d managed to hide my disguise somewhere he wouldn’t see.“I…” I swallowed, trying to think of a lie, any lie. “Turn around.” He nodded slowly before he did as I said. I grabbed a towel from the rack beside me, then wrapped it around my wet body.Shutting the shower off, I stood as far from him as humanly possible, while still searching around for anything that would point me to being the fake Owen. “Y-you can look now.”Slowly, and I mean very slowly, as if he was still in disbelief, he did, eyes wide as he looked at me from my toes to my eyes. “You’re really here? How?”“Owen let me in.” I swallowed, feeling a strange gust of heat all of a sudden. “He did?”“Yeah.” I nodded. “I arrived not too long ago, but I didn’t know my way around the girls' dormitory. He said you

JACE’S POINT OF VIEW.The silence that filled the bathroom left an uncomfortable ache; the only sound left in the room came from the steady drip of water from the bathroom faucet. For the first time in years, Noah Brooks was close enough for me to touch.My hands brushed the length of her back as I stood behind her, still buried to the hilt in her warm cunt. She looked everywhere but at me; almost as if her mind raced with a million thoughts like mine.What I wouldn’t give to get access to those thoughts right now…Slowly, I pulled out of her, watching in the mirror as she avoided my eyes and reached for the towel that was around her body a couple minutes earlier, her damp curls slung to her shoulders. Neither of us knew what to say; not after everything we’d buried in the past. “I should go.” She suddenly whispered, gripping the towel tight like she feared it would fall. She still avoided my eyes. “No.” The answer escaped me before I could stop it; or she could walk to the door. S