The Scandalous Step Siblings: First Enemies, Then Lovers
His good hand slid up my spine, pressing me closer until there was no space left, until every inch of movement felt like crossing a mile of contested ground.
This wasn’t just a kiss. It was defiance. If Ethan had cameras hidden in the crown molding, if he had eyes anywhere in these walls, then every slide of Kai’s tongue against mine, every low sound I couldn’t hold back, every time my nails dug into his shoulders—it was an act of war. A declaration that some things couldn’t be scripted, couldn’t be bought, couldn’t be replaced by a pretty blonde with perfect technique and a bottle of lavender oil.
I broke the kiss just enough to breathe, forehead resting against his. “He’ll use this,” I whi