Tricking My Boyfriend’s Brother

I knew he wasn’t my boyfriend. His body was the same, but his eyes were a softer shade of blue.

But if he wanted to get down on one knee and offer me a ring, who was I to call him out?

I didn’t give him time to react, dragging him into the restroom of the closest cafe.

*What, but we can’t,” he spluttered as I lifted my dress and showed him my ass. No…

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Who said babysitting had to be boring? Romancing the line between lust and love as I pay my way through college.

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Who said babysitting had to be boring? Romancing the line between lust and love as I pay my way through college.

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