All Chapters of FORBIDDEN FLAMES ;Touch Me Like A Sin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The days after my conversation with Jayden felt lighter, like I’d finally set down a weight I’d been carrying for too long, I wasn’t pretending the hurt was gone — it still lingered in quiet moments — but I was choosing to move forward anyway, school, friends, and the quiet thrill of something new with Dave kept me grounded. I wasn’t chasing anyone anymore I was just living.It was finally Dave’s presentation day, and the entire senior class was buzzing with nerves and anticipation, I sat in the back of the auditorium with Kylie and Brandon, watching as Dave stepped onto the stage he looked confident, sharp in his uniform, notes steady in his hands when he started speaking, his voice was clear and passionate, explaining his business proposal with such ease that even the professors nodded along. By the end, the room erupted in applause his superiors praised him openly — “Outstanding work,” one said. “You have real potential.”My chest swelled with genuine pride I pulled out my phone a

The next day at school felt a bit heavy,the sun was shining, the hallways were buzzing with post-exam relief, and for once, my mind wasn’t tangled in the usual storm of thoughts about Jayden. Dave had texted me a good morning message with a silly selfie, and I’d replied with one of my own, smiling as I walked through the gates it was simple,nice the kind of start to the day that made everything feel possible.Kylie and Brandon were waiting at our usual spot near the lockers, already arguing about lunch plans. The second they saw me, Kylie’s eyes lit up with mischief.“Troy! Spill the tea how was the date with Dave?”I laughed, cheeks warming as I leaned against the locker. “It was… really good, like surprisingly good.”They dragged me to our empty classroom for lunch, demanding every detail I told them everything — the cinema, how I’d hidden my face in his shoulder during the scary parts, the popcorn everywhere, the arcade games where we’d laughed like idiots, the quiet spot by the r

The backyard was quiet under the late afternoon sun, the only sound the distant hum of traffic beyond the fence. Jayden and I were alone for the first time in weeks the air between us thick with everything we weren’t saying,I sat on the wooden bench, pretending to scroll through my phone, while he leaned against the tree, arms crossed the silence stretched, heavy and uncomfortable. Finally, I took a deep breath and decided to speak.“Dave asked me out,” I said, keeping my voice steady"I like him i’m thinking of saying yes.”Jayden turned slowly, his eyes darkening with a mix of shock and fury, he stepped closer, jaw tight. “You can’t be serious Dave? That senior? You’re really going to throw everything away for him?”I stood up, anger flaring hot and fast. “Throw what away, Jayden? We’re brothers that’s what the world knows that’s what we agreed to be so yes, I’m going to do what I want I deserve happiness too.”He closed the distance until we were inches apart. The air between us cra

The weeks after our truce had settled into a strange, delicate balance that felt both comforting and fragile I had kept Dave on hold for almost a month now, and the guilt was starting to weigh on me, he had been so patient — never pushing, never demanding and always answers when ever I called , just sending sweet texts and waiting for me to be ready. Every time I saw his name on my phone, a pang of guilt hit me he deserved better than this limbo I was keeping him in but I couldn’t bring myself to make a decision yet not when Jayden and I were still secretly finding our way back to each other in the shadows.One evening, Jayden called me into his room with a simple text: “Come here my baby” The house was quiet, Mom and Dad downstairs watching TV, Marbel in her room, I guess she's doing a live video I slipped down the hall, heart beating a little faster as I closed the door behind me. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at me with that intense gaze I knew too well.I stood

Dave’s POVThe staff room was bustling with the usual end-of-day chatter when Mr. Johnson, one of my superiors, approached me with a tired smile. “Dave, we need a favor the junior class needs a substitute tutor for their business project session tomorrow. The regular teacher is out sick, and none of us can cover it you’re one of the best seniors we have — would you mind stepping in?”I hesitated, shifting my bag on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, sir i’m really busy with my own group presentation I don’t think I can take it on right now.”He nodded understandingly. “I get it, no pressure. We’ll figure something out.”I left the room feeling a little guilty but relieved. Tutoring juniors sounded like a headache — too many questions, too much energy I didn’t have i headed to my locker, mind already shifting to my own work, when I overheard two teachers talking in the hallway.“It’s the junior Business administration students damn I guess they'll stay like that or Mr krok will take over and t