Page 1 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
Chapter 1
AForbidden Feeling
Ivy
Asher walked into my bedroom without bothering to knock and stood in front of my bed. His shirt was off, and a white towel was wrapped around his waist. Had he come from his shower straight into my room? Droplets of water were sliding down the hard lines of his shoulders, arms, and toned stomach.
My mouth became dry as I studied his bare chest and broad shoulders. Greedily, I gazed at his naked torso. His body was perfect. But his devastatingly handsome face was even better. From his thick brown hair to his wide hazel eyes and strong jawline, he didn’t have one flaw. Even the small scar over his right eyebrow was sexy.
Looking at him felt wrong…but so right.
“Ivy,” he said in that addictive, deep voice. “I can’t take this…longing anymore. These stolen glances filled with enough heat to set this place on fire are driving me crazy.” He paused, let out a deep sigh, and pushed his shaggy brown hair away from his eyes.
My breath caught in my throat. It seemed like he was truly looking at me. Really seeing me for the first time.
Asher strode over to my bed like he couldn’t stand the distancebetween us. He sat down beside me, close enough that our knees were touching. An electric current passed between us at the contact, and I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud.
My eyes shot down to the towel around his waist. Asher wasn’t bothering to hold it in place. The cotton fabric was slipping, showcasing the deep V indentation on his lower stomach that led to his…
My eyes went wide, and I looked up at him.
“See something you like?” Asher asked and smirked.
I nodded, unable to form actual words.
He cupped my cheeks and drew my face toward his.
His warm hands on my skin made my head spin, and my hands began to shake.
Our lips were only an inch apart.
“Why don’t we take a risk, Ivy?” he whispered, his eyes on my lips. “We don’t have to be good all the time, do we?”
“No, we don’t have to be good…”
We leaned in, finally acting on our forbidden feelings…
Suddenly, someone knocked on my hotel room door, interrupting my daydream. In reality, I was sitting on my bed, and I was completely alone. My cheeks heated, and I tried to slow my breathing. I couldn't face anyone right now.
What if it was him?
I stared at my door until someone knocked again.
“Ivy! It's me! Can you please open up? I feel awkward just standing out in the hallway.” My best friend Maeve's voice came from the other side of the door.
“Sorry!” I called and rushed to open the door.
A huge grin bloomed across my face when I saw my best friend. We texted almost every day, but this was the first time I had seen her in person in over a year. Maeve and I threw our arms around each other.
When she pulled away, she looked at me questioningly.
“What took you so long to open the door?” Maeve asked.
I blushed, pulled her into my room, and shut the door.
“Uh, I was brushing my hair,” I lied.
Maeve grinned slyly.
