Novel & Cerita The Quarterback's Secret

"We can't do this. Not anymore. You're my stepbrother now." He chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through me. "Stepbrother," he repeated, tasting the word. "Doesn't change what happened last night. Or how much you moaned my name." His hand brushed my lower back subtly, fingers tracing the curve of my spine through my shirt. I stepped away, heat pooling in my groin despite myself. "This is serious," I hissed. "My dad... your mom... if they find out—" "They won't," he interrupted, popping a strawberry into his mouth with casual grace. "Unless you can't handle a little secret." His dark eyes challenged me, daring me to push back.

“I know it wasn’t easy for you to put that on.” “Well, you’ve inspired me. You always do.” I turned around to face her. She flashed an impish grin. “Seeing you in this shirt is turning me on a little.” My brow lifted. “Yeah?” I pressed my chest into her naked body. “You want to fuck the quarterback, you dirty girl?” “Actually, yeah. I do. Only if he’s you.” I lowered my hands to her pussy and circled her opening with my fingers. “Holy fuck. You’re wet.”

I wasn’t sure how to react. “Hey, Can I talk to you?” I nodded, stepping a little closer. His head hung the lowest I had ever seen. He seemed to be disconnected, not making any eye contact. “Sure, what about?” I asked. He glanced around. “Not here,” he answered, “meet me on the track field. I’ll text you the time.” And with that said, he walked away. It felt like this meeting was supposed to be a secret and boy was I tired of secrets.

I whispered. He sighed as I waited on an answer. My head was resting on his shoulder and my hand was tracing his stomach and chest. He wasn't skinny and he wasn't fat. His chest was strong from being an Alpha and playing sports all throughout high school. He slowly brought me up to him so he could explain. His finger traced my lips.

“Son, she’s the real deal. There’s no reason to wait any longer. Besides, I’m tired of pretending to be someone I’m not when she’s around.” “What do you mean? You don’t act any different when she’s around.” “My name, Scott. Hell, the other week, she kept calling me Mr. Jenkins, and I kept wondering who she was talking to. I’m too old to keep up with all these secrets.” “It’s just one secret.” “And it’s a big one.” “Not in the grand scheme of things.” “You don’t think you having more money than Kenny Chesney isn’t a big deal? You don’t think lying about your name isn’t a big deal? All right, what’s really going on? Why are you putting off telling her?”

He knows..... William pov Getting home I saw the package Nathaniel was talking about. I opened it and it was a picture of I and Jade on our first date. On top was written: I know your secret. Shit! He knows! Is that why he is intentionally keeping Jade around? To hurt us? Does he know that I was the one who drove the car? I didn't waste anytime, I rushed to my former work place to check the case again. Was he at the scene? If he was why didn't he say anything?

She looked at the name on the tag and read it. JOHNNY JAMESON. HEAD SECRETARY. So he's the one that took Wanda's position. Selena thought to herself. "May I help you miss?" Selena was startled by his voice. She looked at him but he wasn't looking at her, he was still busy with whatever he was typing. His voice was deep and had a strong Mexican accent _ one thicker than Ricardo's accent. The atmosphere was suddenly tense and Selena had no idea as to why.

The bureau chief immediately straightened his clothes, leading everyone forward to welcome them, stopping with utmost deference before a Rolls-Royce. The driver respectfully pulled open the car door, and a white-haired elderly man stepped out of the vehicle. Everyone instantly lowered their heads. "Don." Harrison froze. His palms were thoroughly drenched with sweat from nerves over meeting such a powerful figure for the very first time. However, soon the door on the other side opened, and I leisurely stepped out of the car. Harrison snapped his head up, his eyes widening in disbelief.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Wait for me, Mr. Caleb Craige, because I'm going to unravel your secrets. Your secrets that are key for my success."

We’ve gotta get on the same page about how we’re going to play this. On the last circuit, I weave through the crowd of recruits, acting like I’m observing their workouts but really just making my way closer to Quinn. I don’t want it to seem obvious to anyone else that I’m seeking her out- but I’m really, really bad at being sneaky. I hate secrets. Keeping Theo’s secret about Brooke from the other guys almost killed me, and that was only for a few weeks! Now I’m supposed to keep this secret from Theo… forever? R.I.P, Jax.