Torn Between The Carter Brothers

5: In One Bedroom

Addison

I was just stepping out of the bathroom in only a towel when the door of my bedroom suddenly opened, making me let out a startled squeak, my hands going round the towel and my eyes widening in panic.

For a fleeting moment, my mind hoped for it to be Marco… but it wasn’t. It turned out to be Zane, who sauntered in with a grin tugging at his lips as he closed the door after him.

My heartbeat still picked up as our eyes locked and at once, I felt a wave of heat come over me, one which suddenly made me feel naked when his dark eyes trailed over my entire body from head to toe.

“What are you d- doing here?” I finally managed to ask after what felt like ages, my voice ridiculously high pitched even to my own ears.

Zane began to close the distance between us and my eyes widened, making me instinctively take a few steps backwards, my heart jumping into my throat when he didn’t stop till my back was flushed against the wall behind me and he was only an inch away.

“I’m here cause this is also where I’d be staying.” He responded and at once, I sputtered while staring up at him.

“You can’t be serious! You’ll stay in here w- with me?? We’re practically strangers, and…”

“As boyfriend and girlfriend, we’re supposed to stay together in the same room, no? If we stay in separate rooms, everyone would be able to see through our lie.” He pointed out as he leaned down so his face was on the same level as mine. For some reason, that made me feel so flustered since my lungs lacked some air.

“Oh, I didn’t think that far.” I mumbled as I glanced away from his eyes, suddenly feeling ridiculous. My heart was racing stupidly and I was feeling all hot on the inside, when I wasn’t supposed to be feeling anything right now since this man and I are gonna be putting on a show and nothing else in the coming days.

With that thought in mind, I cleared my throat as I glanced up at him. “Why are you standing this close to me though? We’re not outside so there’s no need for any PDA.” I pointed out and he nodded, a low hum leaving his mouth as he slowly looked me over again, and once again, I felt my blood start to heat up.

“You’re right, I forgot.” He drawled, just as one of his hands came up to rest on the spot at the side of my head.

“I guess I got a little distracted.” He added and I felt my heartbeat quicken. That caught me off guard, and so I did the next thing that came to mind— I shoved at his chest and slipped away, then I clutched my towel tight while glaring at him now that I was a few feet away from him.

“A- are you trying to seduce me?” I asked, giving him a flat look.

He held his hands up, a grin still on his face. “What? Why would you think that?”

arms. “I don’t know, it just felt like you were coming off to me really strongly from nowhere.” I pointed out,

his tongue. “Why would I do that though? Like, what would I achieve through that?” He asked and I frowned while thinking hard and trying to think of whatever ulterior motive he might have

and I

doors, we should keep our hands to ourselves.” I

you yet?” He asked and I felt my face fill up with heat as I found myself

such a… tease, and a

in my personal space.” I snapped, my grip tightening

gaze and tried to keep my face blank as he came up in my personal space again, but my heart raced again because something

want to convince everyone we’re dating and can’t get enough of each other, you’d have to get used to me being in your personal space, and that can’t happen if we don’t practice once we’re behind closed doors… like right now for example.” As he spoke this time, he leaned down again and everything within me was urging me

to admit it, but what he just said made sense. I guess I just didn’t expect him to be this hot in person

was I supposed to know that he’d be

reluctantly and when I glanced back at him, he had a

I scoffed while rolling my

touch you right now?” He asked and I was so taken offguard that I almost dropped

as his eyes dropped to my towel and back to my

work.” He pointed out and

I should probably

step closer, narrowing the space between us again, and then

won’t be

shortcuited at the nickname and the feeling of his hand burning

and he hummed

be calling you in public to make our

“But—“

affirmed, but that wasn’t what was on my mind

hand on his chest, intending on shoving him away, but the feeling of my hand

hard.” His voice ended up pulling me out

dropped his hand and stepped away from me in the next moment, and I

I slumped against the door while trying to wrap my head around the interaction that just went down between