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?”

you were coming off to me really strongly

I frowned while thinking hard and trying to think of whatever ulterior motive he might have that might need him to seduce me,

and I huffed while glancing

physical contact if it’s not necessary. Behind closed doors, we should keep our hands to ourselves.” I announced and

you yet. Why? Are you already this flustered without me touching you yet?” He asked and I felt my

a menace.

my personal space.” I snapped, my grip

but my heart raced again because

happen if we don’t practice once we’re behind closed doors… like right now for example.” As he spoke this

I just didn’t expect him to be this hot in person when

to know that he’d be this

throat. “I- I guess you’re right.” I mumbled reluctantly and when I glanced back at him, he had a sinful grin across that tugged

drawled and I scoffed while rolling my eyes, instantly

He asked and I was so taken offguard

to my towel and back to my face,

duh. You have to get used to me constantly touching you for our plan to work.” He pointed out and I shook my

I should

narrowing the space between us again, and then he placed his hand

won’t be

at the nickname and the feeling of his hand burning into my skin through the thick material of the fluffy

spluttered and he

our relationship seem

“But—“

have nicknames, it would look more believable that way.” He affirmed, but that wasn’t what was on my mind anymore. What was on my mind was the feeling of his hand still

on shoving him away, but the feeling of my hand pressing

voice ended up pulling me out of

stepped away from me in the next moment, and

bolted into the bathroom in the next moment, I slumped against the door while trying to wrap my head around the interaction that