You're mine, brother.
This is a dark mm romance with dub-con/CNC, blood play, knife play, robe play, light bdsm, kidnapping of MMC, torture, murder and possessive behavior. If you have any of these triggers, please do not continue.
This book is only suitable for readers over 18. Contains graphic sexual scenes, bad language and unprotected intercourse.
The last place expected to see my last hookup was at my mother's wedding and worse, he's my new stepbrother. My mother and his father hoped we would get along, how do I tell them we have gotten along just not in the way they think?
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“Fratello,” he murmured, his lips curling into that maddening grin.
“What?” My chest tightened.
“That’s your safe word,” he said. “Say it once, and everything stops. I won’t touch you again. From that moment, I’ll only ever treat you as my stepbrother.”
Even as he spoke, his hand gripped me, and I gasped, trembling. My body betrayed me, responding in ways I hated and craved all at once.
“Until you say that word,” he whispered, eyes dark with something between amusement and hunger, “you’re mine. Mine, brother.”
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Chapter: MaybeLevi POVIt had been two days since my mother was discharged from the hospital. I had brought her back to my apartment, and two days now — two days of silence. She hadn’t so much as looked at me, hadn’t spoken a single word in my direction, hadn’t so much as acknowledged I was in the room with her.I moved around the kitchen in a rush, trying to put together something edible, and failing spectacularly. This was my third attempt. The first batch had burned. The second had come out so under-seasoned it was basically inedible. Cooking had never exactly been my strong suit, but I figured if I just kept trying, kept putting in the effort, maybe she’d notice.After what felt like hours, I gave up on the soup entirely and ordered in instead. I’d already broken her heart enough for one lifetime — no need to poison her with my cooking on top of it.The order arrived half an hour later, still warm. I carried it down the hall, set it outside her door, and knocked twice.“Ma.” I knew, with near
Last Updated: 2026-06-30
Chapter: Locked upLorenzo POVShe was right. I wouldn’t have been sorry.“I’m sorry,” I said again, because that was all I had left to offer her. Nothing but the same hollow word, over and over, with no real weight behind it.Was I sorry for sleeping with her son? No. I couldn’t make myself feel that, no matter how hard I tried to summon it standing in front of her.Was I sorry she was hurt because of what we’d done? Yes.Would any of it stop me from seeing Levi again?Never.“You can leave”. She whispered. “I’m sorry,” I said again, even though I knew by now it meant nothing to her. “I really hope you won’t take any of this out on Levi. He’s already destroying himself over what happened tonight, and he doesn’t deserve more of it than he’s already given himself.” I paused, gathering whatever was left of my nerve. “I also want to be honest with you, because I think you deserve that much at least — I’m not going to stop going after him. I wish I could tell you I would. I wish I could promise you that a
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Chapter: Selfish desiresLorenzo POV I had purposely lured Bethany here to get Levi out of the hospital. I didn't even confirm with her if she had done it yet but from the look of it, Levi don't here. He would hate me so much more if he finds out I came here again.Fuck. Recalling the tears in his eyes as he said that one word breaks my heart all fucking over again. I don’t think I can stay away from him.Fuck that. I don’t even think I can let him stay away from me. Yes, I’m toxic, I’m selfish and all of the fucking worse thing in this world but I’d do anything not to give Levi up. I can't.But I had also promised him that everything would end once he said that one word. There’s a lot of fucking time I had pushed him and he never for once said it. I don’t want to hurt him. I never meant to hurt him. But I also can’t make myself let him go, and for one disturbing second, some dark, ugly part of my mind whispered something I immediately hated myself for thinking — that maybe if his mother just disappeared
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Chapter: A friend“He died because of you!”“You’re selfish!”“Are you happy now?”“You got exactly what you wanted.”“You took him away from your mother!”“All because of a stupid painting kit!”I clamped both hands over my ears.“No…”The voices only grew louder.“If you hadn’t begged for it, none of this would’ve happened.”“He only went out because of you.”“He died because you couldn’t wait.”“You killed your father.”“You killed him.”“You killed him.”“You killed him!”I squeezed my eyes shut.“N-no…”“All this could’ve been avoided if you hadn’t wanted that painting kit so badly.”“Now you don’t have a father.”“And you’ve taken away the only thing that ever made your mother happy.”“No… stop it”. I covered my ear. “Y-you said… you said it wasn’t my fault”. I whispered. Silence. Then another voice.Cold. Mocking. “Were you really stupid enough to believe that?”“No, it wasn’t—” My mother finally spoke, her voice slicing clean through the noise still ringing in my head. “It’s never been your f
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Chapter: Twice"Mother, please let me explain." I begged desperately. She squeezed my hand, firm despite how fragile her grip felt. "What's there to explain, Levi?"I leaned closer when she reached for my face, and she wiped a tear from my cheek with her thumb, the gesture so tender it made the guilt cut even deeper.Why won’t she hit me? I wanted her to vent out her anger on me. To call me a disappointment, to hate me. Why won’t she just hate me?"What's there to explain?" she repeated, quieter. "Tell me.""It's not—" My words failed completely. What *was* there to explain? That I hadn't meant to fall for her husband's son? That none of it had started the way it looked, even if it had ended up exactly there?That I had met him first before she married his father?"How long?""Mother.""Just tell me. I'm fine." Her voice was steady, but her eyes weren't."I met him two days before your wedding." The words came out like they'd been dragged from somewhere I'd buried them.A small, broken laugh slippe
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Chapter: I would still love you“Doctor!”I was already on my feet before he had fully stepped out of the emergency room.“How is she?”He removed the stethoscope from around his neck and offered me a small, reassuring smile.“You can relax.” The words alone nearly made my knees give out.“She’s stable.”I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding.“She went into shock,” he continued, “but we’ve managed to stabilize her. We’ll be moving her to a private ward shortly. Once she’s settled, you’ll be able to see her.”“Thank you.” I nodded repeatedly, my voice shaky. “Thank you so much.”He gave me one last nod before his expression turned serious.“Just one thing.”I looked at him immediately.“She has a heart condition, so it’s important not to do anything that could overstimulate her emotionally. No arguments. No upsetting conversations. She needs to stay as calm as possible while she recovers.”“Yes.”I nodded again.“I understand.”“Good.”With that, he walked away, leaving me standing alone in the c
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“Stella, we can’t…”I tried to pry her hands off my neck as she continued pressing hot, insistent kisses along my jaw and down my throat, sucking hard enough to leave blooming hickeys that would be impossible to hide tomorrow. Her body was warm and soft, pressed flush against mine under the thin sheets of the guest room bed. “But I want you,” she whispered, her voice husky with need. She snuggled even closer, one leg sliding over my hip, her breasts brushing my chest as she nipped at my earlobe. As much as my body screamed for her—cock already half-hard from her teasing—all I could see in my mind was her father’s hard, piercing stare from earlier that evening. Vincent. The man whose house we were staying in for the next week or two. She needs to stop tempting me. As if it wasn’t foolish enough, I had blurted out that stupid line during dinner: “Does doing her father count as manly?” The moment the words left my mouth, Vincent had looked at me like I’d lost my goddamn mind, his s
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“Vincent, can you calm down? You’re getting worked up for nothing.” My beautiful wife said for what felt like the tenth time.I kept pacing around the room, staring out of the open door every few minutes, trying to hear if there was any sound coming from my daughter’s room. That boy better not be fucking my daughter. Yesterday I had managed to weigh both of them down enough they ended up sleeping in the living room. I asked dumb questions, kept the lights on, and made sure they didn’t get any privacy. But today, my wife came back early from her trip. I didn’t even get the chance to pull that off again.“How can I? My daughter is in there with that boy in a room and the door is closed,” I said, more anxiously than I should be. My voice came out rough, like I had been holding it in for hours.“Correction, our daughter is in her room with her boyfriend.”“That doesn’t make it any better.”“She’s twenty, would be twenty one in a month. Don’t make a big deal out of it.” Lindsey said, st
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dad“I just don’t want you…” Vincent paused, sighing deeply as he set his fork down with a deliberate clink. “I don’t want both of you to be distracted.” “Ohh, Luca is actually very brilliant. One of the few things I like about him,” Stella responded, her voice light and teasing. She placed her hand on my thigh under the table, fingers spreading warm across the denim as she flashed me a gorgeous smile that made heat pool low in my stomach. Her dad groaned in disapproval, the sound rumbling from his chest. Stella kept being incredibly touchy. While I tried to avoid meeting her father’s heavy gaze, her hand moved with sneaky intent beneath the tablecloth. Her palm slid slowly up and down my thigh, fingertips pressing just enough to send sparks racing across my skin. Each stroke crept a little higher, brushing the inner seam of my jeans, then retreating again in a maddening rhythm. My breath hitched. She was starting to unravel me, and it didn’t help that her dad sat directly across, his
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dadI sat rigidly on the couch, the weight of Vincent’s stare pressing down on me like a physical force. He was about to say something—his mouth had already parted, beer bottle halfway to his lips—when Stella’s voice cut through the thick tension. “Sorry! Sorry!” she called out, jogging down the stairs with light, hurried steps. She had changed out of her earlier outfit into something far more comfortable: soft lounge shorts and an oversized t-shirt that slipped off one shoulder. Bold of her, honestly, leaving me alone down here with the beast of a man who happened to be her father.She crossed the room quickly, her bare feet quiet on the hardwood, and leaned in without hesitation. Her lips brushed mine in a small, casual peck. I froze instantly, my body going stiff as a board. In front of your dad?! My eyes screamed the words at her even as I fought to keep my face neutral. She smelled incredible—fresh shampoo, something citrusy and clean that made me want to bury my face in her neck
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Chapter: My girlfriend's dadI thought I was straight until I met Vincent, he was older, ripped and dominant. Somehow, having his gaze on me always has my dick hard. There was only one problem. He was my girlfriend's father!When I caught him touching himself, I shouldn’t have kept watching. The way he looked so sweaty and breathless that I couldn't take my eyes off him.I imagined him ordering me to get on my knee and sucking his fat cock. Bending me over the table while his daughter was in the other room as he took my ass deep and fast. Or the other way round but anyway he could have me do whatever the fucks he wants and I’d gladly let it happen. I believed I could live with these gay and lustful thoughts, but I never thought about what I'd do if he ever made a move.That is, until he did it. Wrapped only in his towel, he ordered me to get on my knees. And how could I say no? I hadn't stopped thinking about it since I first met him.Chapter one.“Babe, it’s just my dad. It’s no big deal, I’m sure he will like
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Chapter: Fucked by the teamMICAHThe stadium lights are blinding, and the crowd is deafening. Fourth quarter. Three minutes left. We’re down by four. I crouch in my position, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. My lungs are burning, my legs are screaming, but none of that matters right now. This is it. This is the moment that decides everything.Coach calls a timeout, and we huddle up on the sideline. “Alright, listen up!” Coach barks. “We’ve got one shot at this. One fucking chance. And if we don’t pull this off, the season is over.”I glance around at my teammates. Sweat drips down their faces, jerseys stained dark with effort. They look both exhausted and ready.Cole stands next to me, chest heaving, a cut on his forearm from a nasty tackle. His eyes are locked on Coach, that competitive fire burning in them.Diesel is on my other side, his massive frame still imposing even after four quarters of getting beaten up. His jersey is torn at the shoulder and stained with grass and dirt, but he wears a w
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Du gehörst mir, Bruder.
Dies ist ein dunkler MM-Roman mit Dub-Con/CNC, Blood Play, Knife Play, Rope Play, leichtem BDSM, Entführung des MMC, Folter, Mord und besitzergreifendem Verhalten. Falls du einen dieser Trigger hast, lies bitte nicht weiter.
Dieses Buch ist nur für Leser ab 18 Jahren geeignet. Enthält grafische Sexszenen, derbe Sprache und ungeschützten Geschlechtsverkehr.
Der letzte Ort, an dem ich meinen letzten One-Night-Stand erwartet hätte, war die Hochzeit meiner Mutter, und schlimmer noch, er ist mein neuer Stiefbruder. Meine Mutter und sein Vater hofften, dass wir uns verstehen würden. Wie soll ich ihnen sagen, dass wir uns schon verstanden haben, nur nicht so, wie sie denken?
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„Fratello“, murmelte er, seine Lippen zu diesem wahnsinnigen Grinsen verzogen.
„Was?“ Meine Brust zog sich zusammen.
„Das ist dein Safeword“, sagte er. „Sag es einmal, und alles hört auf. Ich werde dich nie wieder anfassen. Ab diesem Moment werde ich dich nur noch als meinen Stiefbruder behandeln.“
Während er sprach, hielt seine Hand mich fest, und ich keuchte, zitternd. Mein Körper verriet mich und reagierte auf Weisen, die ich hasste und gleichzeitig begehrte.
„Bis du dieses Wort sagst“, flüsterte er, die Augen dunkel vor etwas zwischen Belustigung und Hunger, „gehörst du mir. Mir, Bruder.“
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Chapter: 004„Mama, ich kann nicht…“ Die Worte kamen erstickt heraus, kaum über ein Flüstern. Meine Mutter saß mir gegenüber auf der cremefarbenen Couch in der Hotelsuite, die sie für die Nacht gebucht hatte, noch in ihrem eleganten Ausgehkleid, die Augen weich und hoffnungsvoll.Der schwache Duft ihres Parfüms – Jasmin und Vanille – mischte sich mit dem Champagner in ihrem Atem, und es ließ die Schuld nur härter in meinem Bauch verdrehen.Sie hatte keine Ahnung, dass ihr neuer Stiefsohn mich weniger als dreißig Minuten zuvor gegen eine Badezimmerwand gepinnt hatte, seine Hand in meiner Hose vergraben, die Finger fest um meinen tropfenden Schwanz geschlossen, während sie geklopft und meinen Namen gerufen hatte.Die Erinnerung allein sandte frische Hitze tief in meinen Bauch, sein Daumen kreiste um die Spitze, verteilte glitschigen Vorsaft, flüsterte schmutzige Dinge darüber, wie hübsch ich aussehen würde, wenn ich für meinen großen Bruder käme, während unsere Eltern unten anstießen.Und jetzt bat
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Chapter: 003Ich starrte auf mein Spiegelbild im marmorgerahmten Spiegel der privaten Toilette des Veranstaltungsortes, das Herz hämmerte gegen meine Rippen. „Jesus Christus“, flüsterte ich, fuhr mit einer zittrigen Hand durch meine Haare. „Fuck, fuck, fuck.“ Wenn ich nur eine dieser verdammten Nachrichten von Mama geöffnet hätte. Wenn ich einen einzigen Anruf angenommen hätte. Wenn ich gewusst hätte, dass der Mann, der die ganze Nacht in mir vergraben war – mich markierte, mich besaß – mein Stiefbruder werden würde, wäre ich in die entgegengesetzte Richtung gerannt, sobald er mich in dieser Bar angesehen hatte. Jetzt spürte ich ihn jedes Mal, wenn ich blinzelte: das tiefe Ziehen in meinen Oberschenkeln, die schwachen Blutergüsse an meinen Hüften, das Gespenst seiner Zähne an meiner Schulter. Ich hatte den neuen Stiefsohn meiner Mutter in der Nacht vor ihrer Hochzeit gefickt. Sie wäre am Boden zerstört, wenn sie es je herausfände. Am Boden zerstört und würde sich für mich schämen. Ich presste
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Chapter: 002Ich hielt mitten im Abtrocknen inne, das Handtuch noch an meinem feuchten Haar, als diese tiefe, träge Stimme die Stille durchschnitt. „Morgen…“ Ich drehte mich um. Lorenzo lag ausgestreckt am Rand des Bettes, die Ellbogen hinter dem Kopf, die Laken tief genug gerutscht, um die scharfen Hüftknochen und die schwere Linie seines Schwanzes zu zeigen, der an seinem Oberschenkel ruhte. Dieses selbstgefällige, schiefe Grinsen erleuchtete sein Gesicht, als wüsste er genau, welchen Schaden er letzte Nacht und diesen Morgen bei mir angerichtet hatte. Fuck, er sah bei Tageslicht sogar noch besser aus. Alles scharfer Kiefer und dunkle Bartstoppeln, die Augen noch schwerlidrigg vor Zufriedenheit. „Morgen?“, wiederholte ich und zog eine Braue hoch. Es kam trockener heraus, als ich beabsichtigt hatte, denn komm schon – wir hatten gefickt, bis der Himmel grau wurde, waren verschwitzt und verknäult eingeschlafen, und dann hatte er mich Stunden später mit dem Mund an meinem Hals und seinem Schwanz
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Chapter: 001LEVI POV„Warte, lass uns reingehen…“Die Bitte war kaum aus meinem Mund entkommen, bevor er mich gegen die kalte Backsteinwand knallte, sein heißer Atem abgehackt an meinem Hals. Seine raue Hand schob sich an meinem Hosenbund vorbei, die Finger schlossen sich fest um meinen pochenden Schwanz, der bereits von Vorsaft glitschig war.„Zu lange gewartet… fuck, ich kann nicht mehr warten.“Er drückte einmal zu, langsam und bedächtig, der Daumen zog über die empfindliche Spitze und verteilte die Feuchtigkeit an meinem Schaft. Ein tiefes Knurren dröhnte aus seiner Brust, als er begann zu streicheln – feste, unerbittliche Züge, die meine Hüften unwillkürlich zucken ließen.Jeder Nerv leuchtete auf, der Puls hämmerte in meinen Ohren, der scharfe Biss der Wand an meinem Rücken schärfte nur die brennende Hitze seines Griffs.Christus, es fühlte sich zu verdammt gut an – gefährlich gut – für einen Fremden, mit dem ich vor wenigen Minuten nur Blickkontakt in einer vollen Bar gehabt hatte.Ich fum
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Chapter: Phone sexYes. Fuck yes.I hollowed my cheeks, sucking slow and deep, tongue swirling around the digit like it was thick, hot, leaking. I imagined Kale standing over me—towering, eyes black with hunger—feeding me his finger while his other hand fisted my hair.A muffled moan vibrated around my finger. My hips bucked into empty air, cock leaking steadily into my briefs, fabric damp and clinging.“Such a good boy for Daddy, pretty boy. Look at you—sucking so eagerly, so desperate. Bet that little mouth would feel perfect wrapped around my cock instead.”I whimpered—loud, shameless—pulling my finger free with a wet pop. A shuddering groan tore from my chest.“Fuck… you’re so needy already. I can hear it. Now spread those pretty thighs for me. Let Daddy see how hard you are.”I shifted in the chair, legs falling open. The denim pulled tight over my erection, outlining every inch.“I’m running my palm over the bulge in your jeans. Feeling how thick you are, how much you’re leaking for me. You’re dri
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Chapter: Phone sexMiles pov“Miles, can you take over my shift? I really need to be somewhere right now.”James’s voice pulled me out of the haze I’d been drifting in since breakfast. He stood in the narrow hallway of the call center, those big doe eyes wide and pleading, hands clasped like he was begging for his life. James was objectively gorgeous—smooth golden skin, full lips that always looked bitten, lashes so long they threw shadows. Half the regular callers requested him by name. I’d always found him hot in a casual, appreciative way, the kind of attraction that never went anywhere because my brain was too busy obsessing over someone else.Today, though, he barely registered. My head was still full of Kale: “We most definitely can act like you didn’t call me daddy and cum on my fingers.”Was he mocking me? I’d fled the house early, claiming errands, because staying under the same roof with him felt like standing too close to an open flame.James shifted his weight. “Please….”. I sighed, rubbing
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Chapter: Pretty boy Miles pov“Oh shit..”. I bit my fingers in a panic as I stared at myself in the mirror. It’s just an illusion right? I have… Jesus I’m dead. It has to be an illusion, no one touched me yesterday, definitely not my stepuncle. It must be the drug, making me imagine I was being touched by him. It wasn’t a new thing I have always fantasized about my uncle, I have always cum to the thought of him every fucking time.But the actual thought of him touching me, making me cum. Shit, my dick thickened at the thought. I had imagined his fingers in my hole last night, fucking me with it and making me cum thrice. “No… no… I touched myself. I did it all by myself. It was a fucking illusion. Uncle wasn’t here last night, I’m even in my room, not the couch like I had imagined. So nothing happened..”. Oh god, I face palm myself. Why can’t I imagine another guy instead of him? Like the handsome guy from my work? Or Noah, the hot guy from my college days? Or those strangers I sex text for work. In ca
Last Updated: 2026-04-21
Chapter: ShowerThe shower spray pounded against my shoulders like it could wash away sin. It couldn’t. Nothing could. Steam clouded the glass, turning the bathroom into a hazy confessional, but the only voice I heard was my own—low, ragged, cursing.“Oh fuck…”My left palm slapped flat against the cool tile wall for balance. My right hand was already wrapped tight around my cock—still slick from Miles’s cum, the evidence I hadn’t bothered to rinse off. I’d smeared it over myself the second I locked the bathroom door behind me, needing to feel him on me, in me, marking me the way I wanted to mark him. His release had cooled slightly on my skin, sticky and warm, and now it lubricated every brutal stroke.“He’s my nephew,” I muttered through clenched teeth. Step-nephew. The distinction felt flimsy as tissue paper when I pictured his face again—head thrown back, mouth slack in that third, shattering orgasm, tears clinging to his lashes, voice cracking on “Daddy.”Fuck.I squeezed harder. Faster. The wet
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Chapter: Obsession Kale povBeing in love is one thing. Being in love with a boy eight years younger than you, who also happens to be your step-nephew, is a completely different thing, one that’s clawed its way into my chest and refused to let go for over a decade.I still remember the first time I met Miles properly. I freshly kicked out of my parents’ house for daring to admit I liked boys. My older step-brother—Miles’s father—took me in without hesitation. Their home was loud, chaotic, full of life. And then there was Miles, all big curious eyes and soft curls, trailing after me like a shadow. He’d climb into my lap while I read, press sticky fingers to my cheek, and ask endless questions in that high, trusting voice. “Uncle Kale, why do you look sad?” “Uncle Kale, can I sleep in your room tonight?” He called me uncle from day one, even though the title was only half-true.Back then it was innocent. Protective. But somewhere along the line I caught myself watching the way his lips curved wh
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Chapter: DruggedThe bass thumped through the dim club like a second heartbeat, vibrating up my spine as I nursed my third drink. Neon lights streaked across sweat-slick skin, bodies grinding in rhythmic chaos on the dance floor. I sat wedged between Rose and her boyfriend, Marcus, feeling every inch the awkward third wheel.“You know, I’m still surprised you’re a virgin,” Rose said, leaning in so her glossy lips nearly brushed my ear. Her perfume—something sweet and floral—mixed with the sharp tang of alcohol on her breath. “When are you gonna get a boyfriend, Miles? Or at least let someone pop that cherry?”I rolled my eyes, cheeks already burning despite the low lighting. Telling your straight best friend you’re gay and still untouched had seemed like a good idea back in high school. Now, mid-date, it felt like handing her ammunition. “Don’t get me started on the boyfriend-and-virgin talk, Rose,” I muttered, shooting her what I hoped was a withering glare. It bounced off her like water on oil.“Oh
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