Chapter 1Noah’s POV.My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted out as I stood there in the dim living room, the front door still half-open behind Caleb’s slumped body. The knocking had been frantic, loud enough to pull me straight off the couch where I had been scrolling on my phone, and now here he was, my stepbrother, stumbling inside like his legs barely worked. His face was flushed deep red, eyes glassy with pupils blown so wide they almost swallowed the color, sweat pouring down his neck and soaking the front of his shirt until it clung to his chest. One hand was clamped hard over the massive bulge in his jeans, fingers squeezing like he was trying to hold something back that hurt like hell. He kicked the door shut behind him with his foot and leaned heavy against the frame for a second, breathing in short, ragged gasps.“Noah… fuck, Noah, help me,” he slurred, voice thick and rough like his throat was dry from panting. He pushed off the door and took two unsteady ste
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