What do you do when the man from a one night stand turns out to be your stepbrother? 
Do you forget that incredible night or…do you commit the same sin again and again?
For Jade Evans, caught amidst her mother's new marriage and the turmoil it brings, an alcohol-fueled encounter on the hills leads to a shocking revelation- the stranger she shared an unforgettable night with is none other than her soon-to-be stepbrother.
But that's not it- the man she encounters on the wedding day isn't the one she spent that passionate night with. Instead, he's someone closely associated with him. Now that all three of them have to stay under the same roof, surely, nothing can go wrong...right?
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"Remember when you said you'd drink me all up?" I projected my thoughts into his mind, interrupting his stream of thoughts.
His body seemed to freeze, his eyes snapping in my direction.
"What? Surprised?" I casually brought a piece of toast to my mouth, taking a bite. 
His jaw clenched visibly, clearly rattled as he lowered the glass without taking a sip, unfastening the first few buttons of his black shirt.
Fuck! I wanted to see him just as exposed as that night.
As for Chase, he didn't spare me a word. 
"I've got to admit, Stepbrother," I chuckled inwardly, confident he could hear my thoughts, "You're quite skilled at playing the 'clueless' act. If I hadn't seen your face so clearly, I might've believed that you're not Chase-"
"Devon, where's Chase, by the way?" Frank's voice abruptly interrupted, causing me to freeze in place, my eyes shooting towards him.
Did he just say... Chase?
No way. I must've misheard.

Chasing Our Stepsister

　　It seemed to take no more than five minutes- just five minutes- for Chase and Devon to settle everything with Frank. Mom and I exchanged flabbergasted looks as the three of them emerged from the hall, behaving as though the earlier tension had never existed. Judging by the way they had been glaring at each other earlier, I'd thought it might take hours, if not days, for them to reconcile. But to my surprise- and relief- it didn't.


　　And just like that, we were back home.


　　For appearances' sake, I moved into my room, while Chase and Devon retreated to theirs. Since our official mating ceremony hadn't taken place yet, it seemed only proper to keep up the illusion of decorum around Frank and Mom. Of course, politeness wasn't exactly our strong suit, but it didn't hurt to pretend. We didn't need to offically declare with our behaviour that we fuck all the fucking time- that was unecessary. Uncalled for.


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