Forbidden Romance With My Stepbrother
“Yeah, but I’m convincing, right?”
I was about to fire back when his gaze flicked past me. Following it, I spotted someone from school across the room, their expression already curious.
My stomach dropped.
Maverick’s smirk deepened. “Guess I better sell it, huh?”
Before I could stop him, his hand slid higher on my thigh, his other curling against the back of my chair as he leaned in.
“Maverick—”
“If you’re gonna sell it,” he whispered, his breath brushing my mouth, “sell it.”