Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Colin liked lighter food. He didn't like greasy food at all. That small plate of pasta he was eating was just the excuse he used to put himself between Winston and me. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have touched it at all.

That said, he only took two bites before he stopped eating. He already had dinner, so he was full. He just wanted to sit between Winston and me. In other words, he didn't want Winston and me to hang out alone.

I was surprised that the reliable Colin would pull off something childish like this. But I could understand why he did that. Winston wasn't dumb either. As a man, he knew what Colin was doing to him. And he wasn't too pleased to be on the receiving end.

he did go out to buy me a sumptuous meal. But now, the mood was ruined because of Colin. I ate a lot of food until I felt bloated.

at my phone and saw

there was no point looking

just a simple habit. After all, I had been painting here with Winston for nearly two weeks now. I wasn't trying to look for Winston or anyone. Why was

Colin and I to argue over this trivial matter, so I engaged in casual chit-chat with him. But he wasn't

was trying to make him happy, but it seemed like it was just a one-sided effort. Did he think that I wouldn't get mad at all? He could be jealous, but there

he spent two months in Lagado with Jasmine. He even saw her shoulder

appreciate it. Fine. I could get mad too. I swatted away his hands and walked faster. I made a beeline for the gate and my apartment building.

shone on my face as soon as I opened the door. Queenie was sitting on the couch with a blanket watching TV. Andrew sat