All Chapters of Falling For My Stepbrother 1 : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Emma's POV “Hey Freshie.” A guy with an already receding hairline called out to me. I was still recovering from the seven hours flight I took a day before. The excitement of a new environment was what kept me going through the stress of it. I'd been to multiple offices, and I had a couple of classes. Majoring in Women's and Gender studies meant I had classes four times a week. I didn't consider it such a bad deal, I walked away as fast as I could, I'd heard so many stories about college, and I was on a video call with Lily. She and Gray have been in Berlin for about three weeks, all of which she kept in touch with me. “Just a few hours in and you're already making your mark.” She squeaked over the phone. It was weird enough that I was walking around on a video call, everyone around me was ducking, and I understood they prolly didn't want their faces on camera. “Trust you to notice those kinds of things.” I replied to her “I'm sorry it caught my attention.” She said,

Emma's POV “I literally thought it was gonna be farther than this.” Casey's apartment was about ten minutes from mine. We walked the whole distance in silence. I was too nervous to bring something up, but I doubt that was the same thing for her. “I'm sorry in advance for whatever you're gonna be seeing in there.” She said, and I chuckled a bit. Casey was effortlessly funny. “You can still turn back now, I'm serious.” “No, Casey. I wanna spend the day with you.” I confirmed. I expected her to take out her keys and unlock, but she went straight for the door knob instead. “Here goes…” “Hi Emma.” I heard the last voice I expected to hear, the very last voice. “Why didn't you tell me?” I asked Casey. “I literally just met you. How do y'all know each other?” I asked again. I had so many questions, but I was gonna be taking it one after the other. “I'm sorry, Emma. I've gotta explain, please come in.” She said, “Your house doesn't even have as many colors as you mad

Chase's POV “Doughnuts do not always fix stuff.”Kayla said after sinking her pretty white teeth into a fat chocolate glazed ball. “They help you feel better.” I replied to her. “I got them on my way back yesterday, felt bad I left you out there like that, figured it was the best thing to apologize with.” I rapped. I've ever really been too expressive with my emotions, being with Emma taught me that. Seeing Emma in every girl was holding me back from wanting to be with, or even talk to one. “You've gotta realize that not every girl is that way.” Kayla said, looking into the box of three untouched doughnuts, and about six that she'd bitten into, “There's no point to anything if you think me to be her.” “That's not it.” I denied, I didn't believe it, and I knew she didn't either, “I'm sorry.” I've had to apologize to many fucking times over the past few weeks,, I didn't even know if I could do any right. “You don't have to be.” Kayla said, really looking at me for the f

Chase's POV “What did you do that for?” I asked Kayla as she retreated from me. I hated that my dick was responding to her against its own better judgment. “Really, Chase, what's the worst that could happen?” She asked again. “I don't know, maybe that?” I asked sarcastically. “Yes, and it has happened already. So please stop letting everything seem weird for the both of us.” Kayla left me to face my erring dick and went on her way. I hoped she wasn't gonna tell the sleazy monkeys with her why I stayed back. The girl was a dare-devil, one who clearly didn't understand the concept of boundaries. “Booze helps.” Kayla heavily lashed eye reconnected with mine as I took a seat at their table. “Why's he cold?” A girl to her right asked her. I wondered if she wanted me to hear or she just didnt know how to go lower. Kayla looked away and snubbed her. She looked at me a couple more times and I saw that I had almost begun to make her feel uneasy and uncomfortable, cause

Chase's POV “Don't do it.” Kayla said in a singsong voice, coming up from behind me. “Can't remember giving you that power over me.” I replied to her. Her mission was achieved,, I'd been distracted at least, and the swing was safe. “It's what friends are for.” She said proudly. I didn't like the fact that each time I looked at her, I had to be initially arrested by her boobs. “We aren't that yet.” I clarified. “Do you have a problem with me?” Kayla asked. “Please don't even try to make this about yourself.” I dismissed “Forgive me,” she said, “I kinda have to, seeing that you are not interested in whatever this is.” “What is ‘this’?” I asked, looking at her. These girls were all the same thing… “Chase, it'd be inhumane to say you don't see me as anything more than you see every other person.” She explained. I admired her resilience, and her courage. I actually wanted to make her chicken out. I didn't want to hear it, but since she said it, I guess we were