All Chapters of I FELL FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S TWIN: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

THE ATTENTION HE WANTED 1 The air that morning was colder than Logan expected it to be. He stepped out of the black SUV and put his backpack on his shoulder, gazing at the school building he was familiar with. Its glass entrance reflected the pale sun rays, while the students crowded the passage in groups of two or three, holding coffee cups or laughing out loud on their way to their classes. Lucas approached him and closed the car door. None of them said a word. They’d hardly communicated since the previous night, and, strangely enough, Logan preferred it that way. After all, he had no idea what his brother was going to say to him. Whatever he had in mind was the last thing he wanted to listen to at this time in the morning. So the silence was the best option they had. The brothers went along the sidewalk silently and their footsteps fell almost simultaneously on its concrete surface, but none of them turned their eyes to the other. Logan cast a glance at Lucas. He was wearing

HUT 1 She came onto him strong,spinning him against the pillar that held the bleachers up. Her hands ran over his chest while her lips tangled with his in a wet kiss. His breath came in short gasps and hers pooled down his neck as she slowly brought her mouth to his bare chest and sucked on his nipple. Logan groaned, his eyes closing shut as he let the sensation wash over him. But in that short moment where he stood in the long highway to pleasure town, a face flashed before his eyes. Dylan's. He imagined the nerd all over him, soft hands grabbing his neck while his long left wet trails around his areola. He imagined the boy's hands grabbing his crotch, feeling his dick harden under the hold. No, he didn't imagine it. It was happening. “Dylan?" Logan whispered as he fluttered his eyes open. The afternoon sun rays pooled over his face in rectangular patches from behind the spaces of the bleacher seats as he slowly lowered his head. But there was no Dylan. Only Sophie trying

UNDER THE LIGHTS The ball flew through the air, and Logan saw it right away. Everything seemed to freeze. Stadium lights lit the dark night sky, the crowd roared from every part of the stands, and the opposite team's defenders had already begun moving towards him. Logan burst into a run, keeping his gaze on the flying football, which was already coming closer. Defender number one rushed to him on the left, defender number two was approaching from behind. Logan shifted his path as the ball touched the ground, and he caught it easily. The crowd went wild. "GO!" Logan tucked the football under his arm and started to accelerate. The defender was moving straight towards him, and for one brief second, Logan felt his body ready for the impact. But then he recalled the coach's words at practice. "You don't have to crush every opponent who gets in your way." He recalled that boy he once knocked out so heavily, his fear after the game, ambulance, blood, questions, and the disappointment

MAYBE Across town, Dylan sat at his desk with his textbook in front of him. His bedroom was silent. Unlike the stadium, there were no crowds, no whistles and no screaming fans, only the low humming of the ceiling fan. The place was small but well organized. A wooden desk with a bunch of notebooks, textbooks, and several sheets of paper with debate points on them stood under the window, illuminated by the warm light from the desk lamp despite the last rays of the daylight passing through the curtains. His bed was pushed against the opposite wall, a dark-blue blanket covering it. However, its corner was hanging because Dylan had been sitting on it before. A school bag stood on the floor beside his desk, and a pair of headphones hung from the handle of his chair. Dylan bent over his textbook, tapping his pen against the margin. Across from him, Lucas sat on the floor with his back against the side of the bed, several textbooks surrounding him. “What is your argument for the second

UNDER THE LIGHTSThe football left the quarterback's hands, and Logan saw it instantly. In one second, it all seemed to slow down. The stadium lights lit up the dark sky, the stadium was roaring from every seat in the stands, and the opposing team's defenders were heading toward him.Logan ran fast, keeping his eyes on the ball which was moving in the air. One defender approached him from the left, the second – from the back. Logan changed his course to intercept the ball in the air, and he caught it perfectly. The crowd cheered."RUN!"Logan held the football to his chest and started running. One defender was rushing at him, but Logan remembered the practice. He remembered coach's voice. *You don't have to kill everyone who stands in your way.* He remembered the player whom he had hit so hard, he remembered the fear, the ambulance, the blood, the questions, and the disappointment on his father's face.Logan planted his foot and instead of ramming the defender with his shoulder, he sh