Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Winston Moyer, Chris Moyer. I should have noticed the similarity in their last name. I never thought that they were related. I was such a klutz.

"So, you're the brother of a scumbag. I hope two-timing doesn't run in your blood." I walked around him and shook my head disapprovingly.

Winston blushed right away. He wanted to say something, but nothing could be formulated out of his mouth. He could only repeat, "N-No, I'm not like that."

Even the eloquent Winston would find himself stammering one day!

"So, why did you ask me about Zara? Come clean now. If you lie, I'll give you hell."

Winston tensed up. The nonchalance on him disappeared, replaced by seriousness. "Zara is blind. Why would she fall for a douchebag like Chris? I didn't want her to get hurt, that's all." "Really? That's all?" I raised my brows and questioned him.

"Yes, that's all," he nodded and reaffirmed.

"Then why are you blushing?" Winston's face immediately turned even redder.

Back in the room, several students were drunk and cracking drunk jokes among themselves.

and massaged them under the table. His breath was laced with the scent of alcohol as his

a bit sleepy." I

back soon. Just take a nap

and I could smell the pinewood scent on him.

but not so tired that I wanted to sleep However,

the meal, the students who came to help us said they didn't have any class in the afternoon. They then went back to rest up. Colin and I stood by the restaurant's

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waist with his

a husky and seductive voice, tinged with his unique brand of sexiness that almost gave me a

no. He was drunk. "We're outside now. I'll

a kiss now." Colin threw a tantrum like a kid. He pouted his lips

intimate things like this were not supposed to be done under broad daylight. I quickly shoved his fuzzy head away

while to calm him

the car. When we arrived home, I had to bring him back too. After the whole ordeal,