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.

hands and massaged them under the table. His breath was laced with

bit sleepy." I

Just take

shoulder, and

so tired that I wanted to sleep However, Colin's shoulder was so comfortable. I decided to rest a bit. Perhaps I might fall asleep,

afternoon. They then went back to rest

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waist with his right

tinged with his unique brand of sexiness that

was drunk. "We're outside now.

kiss now." Colin threw a tantrum like a kid.

not supposed to be done under broad daylight. I quickly shoved his fuzzy head

a while to calm

a cab, and get him into the car. When we arrived home, I had