My Hockey Bully Stepbrother
Yet here I was, tangled up with two brothers after the wildest night of my life.
I scrubbed harder, but the memories stuck. Their voices, low and rough with want. “You’re incredible.” “We want it.” The way they’d been hesitant at first, checking in, making sure I was okay. No one left out. No one cheated. It had felt strangely right in the moment.
But now? Sober, with Ruby in the next room and a killer hangover?
I turned off the water and stood there dripping, staring at nothing. The shower hadn’t helped at all. Not even a little.