Page 12 of Sinful Enemy

“Now put some fucking clothes on and get the hell out of my room.”

Four

Ledger

Ileft her in my bedroom.

Alone.

Naked.

Fucking heartbroken.

I hated myself for hurting her. She didn’t deserve it. I barely knew how to handle the unexpected situation I found myself in, and I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. The one person I told everything to wasn’t an option. Not when it was his twin sister who just threw herself at me.

I was blown away this was happening to begin with. Somewhere along the way, her feelings for me must have taken a turn I never saw coming. I thought…

Fuck, I don’t know what I thought.

Over the years, I watched her from afar.

I told myself it was to keep her safe.

Protected.

It was what friends did for one another.

Hazel was the only girl I ever let into my life in more ways than just my bedroom. She knew me, and I knew her. Bottom line, no matter what, we were always there for each other. I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t love her in that way.

Was I?

I guess I never gave it much thought.

I couldn’t.

I wouldn’t.

Chance was like another brother to me. Hazel was off-limits, and we made sure guys were aware of it too. As we grew up, she flourished into this stunning woman right in front of my eyes, and now I couldn’t get her naked body out of my mind.

Her perky tits.

Her slender waist.

Her luscious thighs.

Fuck!

I was a man, hiding the fact that the mere sight of her made my cock hard as fuck. Just thinking about her right then and there caused my dick to twitch.

Before I knew it, I was sitting outside with a bottle of Jack in my hand. I wasn’t one for drinking, but fuck did I need it. I chugged it, savoring the fiery liquid as it burned down my chest.

To make matters worse, Chance watched me like a fucking hawk as if he knew something was up. I blinked, and he suddenly stood in front of me.

He nodded to the bottle. “What’s up, man?”

I took another swig. “I’m just celebrating.”

“Celebrating what, exactly?”

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