#Chapter79Nixon GrayMaggieI climbed out of bed and changed my clothes before going downstairs. As soon as I walked out of the bedroom, I ran smack into Nixon. He gave me an annoyed glance.“You can’t be serious. You can stare at us, but you can’t look where the hell you’re going. Get out of my wa
#Chapter80Nathan and Noah Gray, double the hotnessMaggie As I walked to my classes, I noticed the Gray twins heading right towards me. They didn’t seem happy.Nathan and Noah Gray looked identical but were fraternal twins. Unless you meet them, you can’t tell them apart. You call them by the wron
#Chapter81Nolan GrayMaggieWith war declared between the brothers and me, who knew what would happen now? Nolan moved in for the kill. I walked to my locker when someone said, “Hey, Tits McGee! Did you lose something?”I turned around to see Nolan twirling one of my bras around on his finger. Wher
#Chapter82This SucksMaggieI needed to stay somewhere else, which I thought about my garage. The renters might have an issue with a stranger staying in the garage. I made my way to a bench, took a seat, and set my bags down. I dug through my purse, trying to find money, then found cash. I collecte
#Chapter83Sneaking InMaggie“How are we going to get past Ma and Dad with her bound and gagged along with her stuff?” Noah asked his brothers.“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Nash asked Nixon“Oh, yeah,” Nixon said.What is these twits planning?“What?” Nolan asked. They smiled. “Little bro
“Yep, we’re dead,” Nathan said.We heard thumping against the steps, along with running. Nolan ducked his head into the room. “Sorry, boys. But you’re on your own.” He left. A door slammed, with more footsteps following.“Oh, boys. We’d like a word with you.” Pat’s voice was sweet, which made it cre
#Chapter84Genuine Kindness or A GameMaggieSo, the entire week, the brothers have been decent to me. Even Nolan had stopped stealing my bras. Living with them wasn’t too bad. They still had their moments, but I got used to them.Seeing the brothers in action was even better. It fascinated me to se
“So, what things do you like?”“Oh, this and that.” I checked out stuff, trying to ignore Nash’s attempt at a conversation.“Anything specific?”“Nope.” I picked out a couple of pictures that I liked. “What do you think?” I held up the pictures.“They’re doable. Not what I expected.”“And what did y