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Zayn steps in front of me, making me halt. "I want to know all the details. Come on, tell your big bro what big, bad things you get up to."
"I don't think so," I say, side stepping him. He steps with me, taking a step forward.
I move back. I should have learnt my lesson by now that stepping away from a Taylor only leads to trouble, but I'm caught again. My back hits the front door as Zayn puts a hand next to my head.
"I like that you're trouble," he says, his eyes flickering to mine.
Zayn's body is nearly pressed into mine, and my mind instantly goes back to the fitting room, imagining him fucking Maggie over the top of me. My thighs clench, my body remembering… everything.
"Why?" I ask hesitantly.
He leans down. "Because, I'm trouble too. But, I think you already know that."
I do know that, which is why I need to stay away. But he draws me in, his charisma speaking to the darkest parts of my soul. I'm addicted to danger, the feeling of being free. Zayn embodies all those things, wrapped inside a hot package. He's tall, gorgeous with thickassets,but I do my best to think of Asher. He's the one I love, the one I've craved for so long.
So, why am I intrigued by Zayn?
"Yeah, I do know that. But you're also sick, twisted and like to play games," I whisper.
Zayn's hand reaches down, stroking the side of my face. My skin tingles under his touch. It's too much and I'm worried about Asher walking in at any second. Or, worse, Blake.
"So do you," he points out. "In fact, I think we are much the same. I saw how hard you came in the fitting room. You can deny it all you want, but you know our minds are the same."
"Stop," I whisper. He licks his bottom lip, my eyes immediately looking at the soft pink lips. The same ones I see on Asher that I love kissing.
Zayn cups my throat, his hand gently holding my neck as he leans down to my ear.
"Tell me to stop again. Tell me, and I will. Otherwise, I'm going to kiss you."
He moves forward, hand still pressing against my throat. His lips brush against mine, sending sparks through my body. I freeze, torn between what to do.
My lips ever so slightly brush back against his as he speaks.
"Come on, kitty cat. Do I need to dare you to do it just like Blake dared you to fuck Asher?"
Chapter thirty-one
"Hedidwhat?!"
I shove Zayn back, following the voice to find Asher standing at the top of the stairs. He's furious, and I can't work out if it's because he just saw Zayn kissing me, or because he found out Blake's dare. Or, maybe it's both.
"Asher!" I yell out, panicking he's about to walk off. He already freaked out about Maggie… what the hell will he think about his brother kissing me?
He stomps down the stairs, making a beeline for us. Zayn straightens, and I can already see it happening before it occurs.
Asher pulls his arm back, swinging forward to punch Zayn in the face. The twin stumbles, laughing as he holds his face.
"Calm down, brother. Anyone would think you are jealous."
"She's mine!" Asher yells, lunging for him again.
The two of them barrel into the floor, Asher swinging at his older brother while Zayn blocks and laughs. I run forward, grabbing Asher's shirt as I try to pull him back.
"Asher, enough. Stop this!" I cry out. I'm powerless to stop the two men so I do my best to stay out of the line of fire.
Fists and legs are flying everywhere and I'm pretty sure I can see specks of blood hitting the off-white marble floor. Their loud voices echo around the room, and soon enough, I see Blake appear from the basement.
"What the fuck are you lunatics doing?" he says, moving forward to separate them. He shoves a hand in each of their chest's, pushing them apart.
