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Twenty Six
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Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Seven
I stumble back, my body colliding with the door behind me. For a few moments, Iโm frozen, my mind taking its time to register whatโs happening.While my mind struggles to make sense of things, my body goes off on its own. My lips part under his and my hands latch onto his forearms. His lips pry mine insistently. A moan slips past mine as I let him in completely, holding back nothing. Itโs just a kiss. A kiss Iโve been dying to get. I can allow this much before the reality of the situation glares in my face. Weโve been here before, and I donโt want to be burned again. So Iโm just going to take this kiss, nothing more.I move my hand from his arm to his waist, gripping him tight. Our bodies press together, top to bottom. He thrusts his hips forward, and his covered erection grinds over my own. The jolt of pleasure that travels throughout my body elicits another moan from my lips. My other hand finds its way to the back of his neck, where it grips tight as I deepen our kiss. Heavens, I
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Eight
I donโt think this is keeping it lowkey.I can feel Keriโs penetrative gaze on me, and itโs not helping the blush Iโm trying to keep off my face. โIโm good,โ I say, shoving Benโs hand away when he holds his fork to my mouth, asking me to have a taste of his sausage. Yes, he said that out loud, with a wicked glint in his eyes and a slight lift to the corner of his mouth. โMaybe youโll like mine better,โ Adam says from my other side, his fork appearing in front of my mouth. โItโs quite delicious. Go ahead, wrap your mouth aroundโโโFuck off,โ Ben tells him.โI was not talking to you,โ Adam tells him, and then he wraps his arm around my shoulder. โIsaac, whose sausage do you want?โโNobodyโs.โโYou have to choose one.โโI donโt like sausages.โโNow you are just lying.โโThey are too salty.โ I didnโt mean to encourage this double-entendre conversation, but I canโt resist. โThat they are,โ Adam agrees. โEspecially when theyโve got some sauce on them, right? The sauce is especially salty
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Nine
โWhat are you doing? Noโฆstopโโ my plea dies in my throat as I bring my teeth down on my lip to keep a moan from escaping.โYou want me to stop?โ he asks, his voice in my ear, his palm rubbing up and down my crotch. Iโm getting hard, Iโm craving his touch, but I know itโs wrong. I shouldnโt want this.โHuh?โ he asks, his fingers now moving to my button, popping it open, then working on my zipper. โShould I stop now?โYes. Stop.But instead of saying those words, my fingers dig into his blond hair, pulling him closer. He chuckles against my neck, and then he is sucking on my skin.I hear their voices.โPleaseโฆโ Stop, theyโll see. We shouldnโt be doing this. I donโt want to hurt him. All are words I want to say, but all that comes from my mouth is his name. โJared.โIt doesnโt sound like a warning. It sounds like a wanton plea to touch me more. And he does. And then they are there, and Iโm suddenly tangled in sheetsโฆhis sheets, in his room back at homeโฆ He is holding me in his arms, mov
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty
I cannot tell whether Ben is mad or not. He isnโt exactly avoiding meโat least not in the way he used to avoid me whenever he was pissed off in the past. But he also hasnโt exactly spent more than ten seconds in my company. We are having a family fun day event at the childrenโs hospital. Apparently, Ben volunteered to run a coffee truck for the dayโhe has experience working as a barista. As soon as the bandโs performance was over, he got busy serving snacks and making all sorts of drinks for all attending. When I gather enough courageโand ignore most of my shameโto approach him at the truck, he sends me on an errand right away. When I get back, Keri has joined him. I donโt know what I hope to tell himโthis isnโt really the best setting to get into that sort of conversation. So I decide to wait until we get back to the hotel.In the evening, I knock on his suite door and wait. Itโs been about an hour since we got back from the hospital. Itโs early evening and we donโt have any oth
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty One
Two Months LaterIโve just gotten out of the shower and pulled on a pair of sweatpants when thereโs a knock on the door. I grab a tshirt and pull it on as I head to the door. Thereโs already a smile on my face as I expect to find Ben on the other side. Tonight was the last show on the first leg of the tour. Beginning tomorrow, weโll have a two-week break, and then begin the second leg. Thereโs an after-party going on at the hotel bar, from which I escaped a while ago. Ben said he would come up after a few minutes.When I open the door, my smile falls instantly when Iโm faced with a crying Keri.Before I can ask whatโs wrong, she throws herself at me, her arms going around my neck and her crying face onto my chest.โHey, whatโs wrong?โ I ask worriedly, patting her shoulder gently and pulling us away from the doorway. โI fucked up,โ she cries as I shut the door behind us. โI donโt know what to do.โโWhat did you do?โ I ask, reaching up to remove her arms from around me so that I can
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Two
โHey, I want to run by the cafe, do you want anything?โ I ask Jack some six hours later. We are in the waiting room outside the operating room where Benโs mother is still in surgery. While Ben brought me along, Ashton brought Jack.Ms. Lockwood has been in surgery for more than four hours now. We got here two hours ago at around nine in the morning after a two-hour flight. Benโs two sisters were already here. A few minutes ago, an OR nurse came by and said they were running out of Ms.Lockwoodโs blood type, O-, and if one of the siblings could donate. It turned out that only Ashton is compatible. Ben accompanied Ashton to do the transfusion. Now, itโs just Jack and me and the two sisters in the waiting room. Nobody knows how the operation is going, but knowing that Ms. Lockwood has lost so much blood doesnโt sound good. โIโll come with you,โ Jack says, jumping to his feet as if he is dying to get out of here. We take the elevator down to the hospitalโs first floor, where the cafete
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Three
Two days after I get home, the door to my roomโor rather, my hideout, since Iโve hardly left it since I got backโbursts open and Jared appears.A retort is ready on my lips to ask him to get lost when he beats me to it. โYour sister is in the hospital.โI blink at him, and then push myself up from my lying position on the bed. โWhat?โโShe developed a migraine in class and passed out on her way to the infirmary. The school called an ambulanceโฆyour mother couldnโt reach you on your phone. So she called me.โFuck. I get out of bed and look around for a pair of pants. Jared throws one at me, and then a t-shirt.โIs she okay?โโLooks like she needs to get that surgery asap,โ he tells me.Shit. She was supposed to have one more month. We havenโt yet put together enough money, andโโI sold the truck,โ Jared says.โWhat?โโI got six grand for it. I would have informed you earlier if you were taking visitors or, I donโt know, taking calls.โ He is annoyed, and he isnโt hiding it. He walks past
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Four
I sigh and turn away from him โLetโs not drag this any further, please.โโAsh and I have not had that kind of relationship for five years now,โ he says. โAnd when we did, it only lasted for a few months before I realised what a huge mistake it was and put an end to it. He has tried to revive it many times, but Iโve long made it clear that my affections for him only go as far as being his brother. I know, Iโve given him way too much leeway than most siblings would. Allowed him to affect who I could and could not get close to. But I drew the line at you.โHe pauses for a moment, and then continues,โYou must have seen him kiss me, and you also must have not stayed long enough after. Because if you had, you would know that I pushed him away, and I assured him that Iโd always be there for him as his brother, but to not ask more of me.โI stay rooted to the spot even when I feel him move closer.โAnd,โ he continues, โlike I did two months ago, I told him that Iโm in love with you, and I wa
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2023-02-24
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Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Four
I sigh and turn away from him โLetโs not drag this any further, please.โโAsh and I have not had that kind of relationship for five years now,โ he says. โAnd when we did, it only lasted for a few months before I realised what a huge mistake it was and put an end to it. He has tried to revive it many times, but Iโve long made it clear that my affections for him only go as far as being his brother. I know, Iโve given him way too much leeway than most siblings would. Allowed him to affect who I could and could not get close to. But I drew the line at you.โHe pauses for a moment, and then continues,โYou must have seen him kiss me, and you also must have not stayed long enough after. Because if you had, you would know that I pushed him away, and I assured him that Iโd always be there for him as his brother, but to not ask more of me.โI stay rooted to the spot even when I feel him move closer.โAnd,โ he continues, โlike I did two months ago, I told him that Iโm in love with you, and I wa
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Three
Two days after I get home, the door to my roomโor rather, my hideout, since Iโve hardly left it since I got backโbursts open and Jared appears.A retort is ready on my lips to ask him to get lost when he beats me to it. โYour sister is in the hospital.โI blink at him, and then push myself up from my lying position on the bed. โWhat?โโShe developed a migraine in class and passed out on her way to the infirmary. The school called an ambulanceโฆyour mother couldnโt reach you on your phone. So she called me.โFuck. I get out of bed and look around for a pair of pants. Jared throws one at me, and then a t-shirt.โIs she okay?โโLooks like she needs to get that surgery asap,โ he tells me.Shit. She was supposed to have one more month. We havenโt yet put together enough money, andโโI sold the truck,โ Jared says.โWhat?โโI got six grand for it. I would have informed you earlier if you were taking visitors or, I donโt know, taking calls.โ He is annoyed, and he isnโt hiding it. He walks past
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty Two
โHey, I want to run by the cafe, do you want anything?โ I ask Jack some six hours later. We are in the waiting room outside the operating room where Benโs mother is still in surgery. While Ben brought me along, Ashton brought Jack.Ms. Lockwood has been in surgery for more than four hours now. We got here two hours ago at around nine in the morning after a two-hour flight. Benโs two sisters were already here. A few minutes ago, an OR nurse came by and said they were running out of Ms.Lockwoodโs blood type, O-, and if one of the siblings could donate. It turned out that only Ashton is compatible. Ben accompanied Ashton to do the transfusion. Now, itโs just Jack and me and the two sisters in the waiting room. Nobody knows how the operation is going, but knowing that Ms. Lockwood has lost so much blood doesnโt sound good. โIโll come with you,โ Jack says, jumping to his feet as if he is dying to get out of here. We take the elevator down to the hospitalโs first floor, where the cafete
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty One
Two Months LaterIโve just gotten out of the shower and pulled on a pair of sweatpants when thereโs a knock on the door. I grab a tshirt and pull it on as I head to the door. Thereโs already a smile on my face as I expect to find Ben on the other side. Tonight was the last show on the first leg of the tour. Beginning tomorrow, weโll have a two-week break, and then begin the second leg. Thereโs an after-party going on at the hotel bar, from which I escaped a while ago. Ben said he would come up after a few minutes.When I open the door, my smile falls instantly when Iโm faced with a crying Keri.Before I can ask whatโs wrong, she throws herself at me, her arms going around my neck and her crying face onto my chest.โHey, whatโs wrong?โ I ask worriedly, patting her shoulder gently and pulling us away from the doorway. โI fucked up,โ she cries as I shut the door behind us. โI donโt know what to do.โโWhat did you do?โ I ask, reaching up to remove her arms from around me so that I can
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Thirty
I cannot tell whether Ben is mad or not. He isnโt exactly avoiding meโat least not in the way he used to avoid me whenever he was pissed off in the past. But he also hasnโt exactly spent more than ten seconds in my company. We are having a family fun day event at the childrenโs hospital. Apparently, Ben volunteered to run a coffee truck for the dayโhe has experience working as a barista. As soon as the bandโs performance was over, he got busy serving snacks and making all sorts of drinks for all attending. When I gather enough courageโand ignore most of my shameโto approach him at the truck, he sends me on an errand right away. When I get back, Keri has joined him. I donโt know what I hope to tell himโthis isnโt really the best setting to get into that sort of conversation. So I decide to wait until we get back to the hotel.In the evening, I knock on his suite door and wait. Itโs been about an hour since we got back from the hospital. Itโs early evening and we donโt have any oth
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Nine
โWhat are you doing? Noโฆstopโโ my plea dies in my throat as I bring my teeth down on my lip to keep a moan from escaping.โYou want me to stop?โ he asks, his voice in my ear, his palm rubbing up and down my crotch. Iโm getting hard, Iโm craving his touch, but I know itโs wrong. I shouldnโt want this.โHuh?โ he asks, his fingers now moving to my button, popping it open, then working on my zipper. โShould I stop now?โYes. Stop.But instead of saying those words, my fingers dig into his blond hair, pulling him closer. He chuckles against my neck, and then he is sucking on my skin.I hear their voices.โPleaseโฆโ Stop, theyโll see. We shouldnโt be doing this. I donโt want to hurt him. All are words I want to say, but all that comes from my mouth is his name. โJared.โIt doesnโt sound like a warning. It sounds like a wanton plea to touch me more. And he does. And then they are there, and Iโm suddenly tangled in sheetsโฆhis sheets, in his room back at homeโฆ He is holding me in his arms, mov
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Eight
I donโt think this is keeping it lowkey.I can feel Keriโs penetrative gaze on me, and itโs not helping the blush Iโm trying to keep off my face. โIโm good,โ I say, shoving Benโs hand away when he holds his fork to my mouth, asking me to have a taste of his sausage. Yes, he said that out loud, with a wicked glint in his eyes and a slight lift to the corner of his mouth. โMaybe youโll like mine better,โ Adam says from my other side, his fork appearing in front of my mouth. โItโs quite delicious. Go ahead, wrap your mouth aroundโโโFuck off,โ Ben tells him.โI was not talking to you,โ Adam tells him, and then he wraps his arm around my shoulder. โIsaac, whose sausage do you want?โโNobodyโs.โโYou have to choose one.โโI donโt like sausages.โโNow you are just lying.โโThey are too salty.โ I didnโt mean to encourage this double-entendre conversation, but I canโt resist. โThat they are,โ Adam agrees. โEspecially when theyโve got some sauce on them, right? The sauce is especially salty
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Seven
I stumble back, my body colliding with the door behind me. For a few moments, Iโm frozen, my mind taking its time to register whatโs happening.While my mind struggles to make sense of things, my body goes off on its own. My lips part under his and my hands latch onto his forearms. His lips pry mine insistently. A moan slips past mine as I let him in completely, holding back nothing. Itโs just a kiss. A kiss Iโve been dying to get. I can allow this much before the reality of the situation glares in my face. Weโve been here before, and I donโt want to be burned again. So Iโm just going to take this kiss, nothing more.I move my hand from his arm to his waist, gripping him tight. Our bodies press together, top to bottom. He thrusts his hips forward, and his covered erection grinds over my own. The jolt of pleasure that travels throughout my body elicits another moan from my lips. My other hand finds its way to the back of his neck, where it grips tight as I deepen our kiss. Heavens, I
Fixing My Bad Boy Problem ย ย ย Twenty Six
This is not a good idea. If Adam was right about me being responsible for keeping them in line, I think I really am going to lose my job.โGuys, I think thatโs enough for toniโโโOne more,โ Ashton interrupts me, his eyes set firmly on Adam. Adam, whoโs grinning mockingly. Ashton and Ben have lost three games in a row now. Ben is doing most of the dying, and each time he dies, they both have to drink. Adam and I are yet to drink up our first cans. If we keep on, theyโll both be drinking their fourth. โIf you say so,โ Adam says, obviously having no qualms about playing for as long as possible.โIsaac is right,โ Ben says, sliding his phone into his pocket and leaning back on the couch. He shuts his eyes and rests his forearm on his forehead. โWeโll get them another day, Ash.โโDonโt be a pussy,โ Ashton tells his brother.โIโm pretty sure Iโm not the one being a pussy in this situation,โ Ben mumbles.โWhat?โ Ashton demands, his voice on edge.Oh no. Itโs one thing trying to diffuse thin
