The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149

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“You were a complete menace,” I said, because the silence was starting to feel too soft. “I still have emotional scars from the time you put glue in my shampoo.”

His mouth twitched. “You screamed so loud the entire school heard you.”

“I was ten.”

“You still have excellent lungs. I have heard you scream recently”

I shot him a look.

He only grinned, the expression boyish and rare enough that it made something flutter dangerously behind my ribs.

We talked for a long time after that about random stuff, not about the succession or the elders or the fake relationship that was starting to feel less and less fake.

“Mom used to bake cinnamon bread every Sunday but one weekend she was ill so I tried making it” He said, pointing to the wall of photographs.

“I held it proudly in front of her and she clapped, told me this effort deserved a special recognition so then she took a photo and framed it.”

Connor lowered his voice. “It was chewy and tasted awful though”

I laughed. “That reminds of the time my hair got all stuck thanks to you so then Aaron came up with this crazy idea of dying my hair pink and ended up with something closer to radioactive magenta. Mom gave me quite an earful after that”

He laughed heartily and the sound did something unfair to my stomach.

“Sorry about that.”

I also realized one thing pretty clearly. All his happy memories were just limited to himself and his mother. Not once had he mentioned Alpha Asher.

In fact, there were no photographs of childhood Connor with both his mother and father. It was like alpha Asher had no place in his happy place or rather he had never been involved in his upbringing.

I recalled how Alpha Asher would be always traveling for months on end which was why I grew up more at Aaron’s home instead of my own.

But then Aaron did have fond memories of both his parents. I could also recall the photo album he had shown me back in school though Alpha Asher was still absent from most part of Aaron’s life as well.

I sighed. “Why were you like that back then?”

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We were now seated on the floor, reminiscing on old memories. Connor had both his hands thrown behind on the floor and casually leaning back a little.

“Would you have been my friend then? If I was like Aaron?”

I tapped my finger on my chin. “Maybe, if you behaved like you do now”

I chuckled and turned to look at the wall of photographs again. I caught the sight of the moon shining brightly in the sky through the window.

At one point I caught him watching me instead of the photographs. When our eyes met he didn’t look away. My heart stumbled. I was the first to break the contact, suddenly very aware of the rule I had forced between

Connor noticed the hesitation but he didn’t push. He simply tilted his head, voice dropping into something lower and more dangerous.

“And how do I behave now, Speckles?”

My smile wavered a little.

“You are nice to me”

He still was staring at me and hadn’t looked away.

“That’s all you need to get close to someone? Them being nice to you?”

I shrugged. “What else do you need to be friends with someone?”

He studied me for a while and I looked away yet again. I needed to do something with my hands so I began flipping pages of the nearest book.

“What if they want more?”

My pulse spiked at that question. I couldn’t dare look him in the eye.

I shut the book and reached for an old photo album instead.

Again I saw plenty of photos of Connor and his mom, both looking very young and happy and there was no sign of alpha Asher anywhere.

“Speckles, I asked you something”

I kept staring at the album and didn’t reply. Connor straightened and I felt him lean forward before angling his body towards me.

My fingers curled and I gripped the photo album a bit too hard.

He noticed that and stopped. Meanwhile, my eyes fell on one page and I suddenly froze upon seeing one particular photograph.

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“Connor…”

“What?”

I slowly pointed a finger at the photograph and whispered.

“You had a bowl cut.”

His eyes widened in horror before he immediately leaned forward to snatch the album away.

But I pulled it away and was already up on my legs, laughter spilling freely.

“You look like a mushroom here”

Connor looked mildly offended and got up too, hands on his waist.

“Give it back”

I grinned and pushed it behind my back.

“What are you doing?”

“This is blackmail material. Now I can bully you too”

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He took a step forward and I started running around with him chasing me. I dodged and ducked though I wouldn’t say he was trying very hard which was why I could still evade him.

I needed more room to run so I reached for the door knob and turned it to run outside the cottage.

“I am going to destroy every remaining copy of that photograph”

The way he muttered that line made me laugh even harder and I was running outside the house and on the open clearing in front of it.

Connor was shaking his head, frowning.

“You got one chance to give it back”

I stuck my tongue out.

“Or you will do what?”

He narrowed his eyes and then in the blink of an eye he was in front of me. I tried to run but his hand shot forward, grabbing me by the waist.

I gasped as his other hand slowly reached behind my back where I was hiding the photo album. Words died down on my throat as his fingers brushed down my arm, traveling towards my fingers very, very slowly.

I inhaled deeply as his scent hit me when a gust of wind blew past us and then he brought my hand forward.

I looked down immediately as his fingers pried mine open one by one. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me

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and I felt goosebumps appear on my arms all of a sudden.

I froze as I felt the air between us thicken and I felt him lean towards me.

Despite myself, I felt a thrill rush down my body and my eyelids fluttered close in anticipation.

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I felt his hot breath on my skin, as he lowered his head and I curled my hands into fists to stop myself from immediately reaching for him.

His mouth hovered just over my ear and I felt his lips graze the shell of my ear, barely.

His voice dropped low.

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