Page 33 of Naughty & Nice

Wilder has shown me how easy it is to cross the line that Hendrix and I have always teetered on the edge of. Would it be so easy with us, too?

“Thank you,” I whisper, the weight of my secrets pressing down on my shoulders, threatening to push me under.

His eyes bore into mine. He has so many things he wants to ask me right now, but he’s holding back.

He’s too scared.

He saw the familiarity between me and Wilder almost as clearly as I felt it.

“Are you… are you okay?” he finally asks, silently begging me to say yes and tell him that what he witnessed out there wasn’t anything to be concerned about.

I mean, it’s not. Not really.

My heart has always belonged to Hendrix Kemp, and I’m confident that it always will.

But what happened on Halloween shifted things.

It opened my eyes and allowed me to think outside the box.

Is Wilder right? Is it just my crazy romance novels that are giving me unrealistic ideas? Or…

My blood heats and my cheeks burn.

“Yeah, of course,” I lie, forcing a smile onto my face.

“I-is there—” My heart jumps into my throat as he cuts himself off. “I’ll leave you to it.”

Pushing from his seat, he stands tall. He makes me feel tiny, but not as tiny when I’m with both of them.

My stomach knots and my mouth runs dry.

Get your head out of the gutter, Noelle.

You have yet to experience things properly with one guy, let alone two.

Brothers.

Twins…

He’s at the door before I find my voice.

“Are you okay?”

He stills, sucking in a deep breath that makes his chest expand and his shoulders rise.

Dread seeps through my veins, and then he makes it worse by looking back over his shoulder.

The sadness in his eyes hurts.

You did this, Noelle. You put that look there.

He sucks in another breath before letting his eyes drop to the floor. He mutters, “I have no idea,” before pulling the door open and disappearing.

My heart plummets as silence rings out around me.

I’ve got to fix this.

But… how?