CEO Stepbrother’s Surprise Baby

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my cherry

kin. Upperclass swagger. He is built like a Greek god and equ

saved my ass yesterday. I was so drunk when he found

er he scored, and each smile

his name

soar to the t

unts something in his sleep. One thick, muscular arm

t fall for a guy this fast, even if he

n. I'm not a popular girl, and Noah is every girl's dream

e kisses my cheek. "Hey, we said no st

ex could unwind me? I don't ever wa

ed my mind, Natalie... You fit perf

a laugh at my attempts and opens his eyes. They are dr

h breaks the rest of my resista

es like

g down from my shoulders, learning every curve of my body. They

on after many hours spent at the gym and on the football field. He is cut like a d

oah smirks against my lips and leans back t

irls?" I

l. It's amused and cocky as hell; clear

e an arm

t him. "I

ms are the bee's knees, so damn round and juicy. I can't he

rips my waist, sliding its way down to my thighs. That's when

wants with me, but my phone alarm

floor. Noah stares at me like I've grown two heads, but

ed, laughing at m

slipping into my hoodie. "And

portant

Noah tries to use his charm and sex appeal aga

! And put some clothes on, wi

haking his head. "Yo

gaze. "Som

h flip like a pancake. It can't be a goo

o be a one-night stand, I really like you. And I seldom like th

r, cursing the brown strands caught in the

ect grades, smart, reserved, and she seldom smiles. Everyone thinks s

I do not have a

t football player's body. His finger grips my lace bands, and he leans

chest, but he doesn't move. He lifts an amused eyebrow,

h says, reaching out a hand to curl my h

to bite back a

eases in the sa

lust skyrockets at the idea, but I shove it out through my head, forcing the wor

and pouts a

. "Goo

l possesses me—I use the brush in my hand to smack his ass. He whip

ve worked as a disadvantage. I'm

over his lips. "Bu

up. "S

most sad about him leaving. There are so many butterflies in m

an't think ab

'm supposed to eat with my dad. He will introduce me

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d the f

uted city air. People surround me, and I pull my

I'm wearing a pink leather jacket combined with tight jeans; I

t take long before I'm at the restaurant. My eyes catch my da

ad

ug him while he remains seated in his chai

rom him and reach out my hand to shake m

as if remembering something. "I actually have a son about your age. He went to th

o

ng walks out of the restaurant. His eyes widen slightly, and then his lips curl.

own with eyes that tell me this isn't a

ad's daughter? His lips are caught in an amused smi