Addison


    “You’re being too cocky, what makes you think you’re the hottest man here right now?” I whispered against his lips as his hands slowly came around to settle on my waist. The way he doesn’t hesitate to touch me, like we’re dating and he has been doing this for a while, that would take a lot of getting used to. All what he said just now was making my heart really thud really hard, which was why I just said this to try to get control of the situation a little.


    He snorted, arching a brow my way.


    “Really? Who do you think is hotter than me here?” He asked, his lips grazing my lips as he spoke, and heat swooped in my stomach.


    Objectively speaking, he was definitely the most attractive here. He wasn’t just tall, he was broad shouldered and he had a really handsome face to bnce it all out. He was like a full package and a


    ten out of ten.


    However, to me, the most attractive man present here is Marco. Marco was just… too perfect. His brown eyes and matching hair… the things I’d give to get an opportunity to run my fingers through


    them…


    “Marco.” I muttered.


    Zane didn’t even seem annoyed or shocked, he only said three words next.


    “Kiss me, bunny.”


    I let my eyes flutter close as I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, feeling my body tremble as a sight shiver rolled over my body. His lips were so soft, and for a moment, I was unsure of what to do till he began to move his lips, then I decided to just follow his lead. When he bit on my bottom lip, I gasped and shook against him just as his grip on my waist tightened.


    The kiss wasn’t even deep<b>, </b><b>but </b>I felt dizzy when he pulled away and trailed his lips down my jaw, and the curve of my throat..


    “Marco’s staring.” He whispered against my ear just <b>as </b>his tongue flicked my ear and I gasped, my grip tightening on his shoulders, while he chuckled <b>against </b>my throat.


    “You smell so good.” He murmured against my throat and my cheeks tinged red as I awkwardly. cleared my throat, feelingpletely caught off guard.


    “Uh… thank you<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    He was about to say something diss when Aisha arrived at our side, a curious look on her face as she stared down at us. A re was on her face as she briefly stared at me, then she was facing Zane who was leaning back in the lounge chair just <b>as </b>a <b>pleasant </b>expression settled over his face.


    “Hello, our gorgeous bride–to–be.” He murmured easily, and Aisha blushed while grinning, then she leaned over and handed Zane a ss of drink.


    “Lwas


    mixing a drink and decided to bring one for you.” She said to him, a smile still across her face, and as I let my eyes wander over her, taking in the way she was still leaning forward when she should have straightened up, which ced her exposed cleavage right in Zane’s line of sight.


    “Aw, that’s so sweet of you, but you didn’t have to.” Zane said but she waved him off while she chuckled.


    When she twirled her hair in her finger while stillughing, my thoughts stumbled to a stop within me as I slowly regarded her once again, then it hit me from nowhere.


    Was she seriously flirting with Zane right now?


    Oh my god… this shameless wrench…


    “You didn’t get one for Addison?” Zane asked and it was the first time I was hearing him say my name, and the way it rolled off his tongue smoothly, made my name sound quite exquisite.


    “I forgot, my bad,” she said with another unnecessary chuckle, then she was briefly ncing over at me to scowl at me.


    “It’s alright, my boyfriend and I can share.” I crooned, then I reached out and grabbed the drink from Zane, which I began to chug down to her utter bewilderment.


    “She’ll finish your drink, Zanel” Aisha cried out, her anger thinly veiled, but Zane only chuckled.


    “It’s alright, she’s my lovely bunny, and what’s hers is mine, and mine is hers.” Zane drawled, <b>and </b>I wished I could smack him for using that stupid nickname right now, but I liked how he smoothly defended me, which clearly angered Aisha,


    When I handed Zane the rest of the drink, he chugged it form and handed the ss to <b>Aisha </b>while thanking her, but she kept assuring him it <b>was </b>line.


    “I really didn’t know Marco had a brother, especially one that looks like a modell I’d have hosted a dinner and invited you over a long time ago.” She revealed, then turned to face me, a condescending look in her eyes.


    “And, honestly, it looks like Addison is way below your league.” She bit <b>out</b>.


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    “I mean, that’s why would settle for her.”


    As she spoke, I was engulfed with mortification, and I felt myself slowly get pulled into a low state of mind filled with all my insecurities. I mean, I knew I was below Zane’s league, but hearing it right now was like a p to the face.


    I felt Zane’s hand settle on my waist, then the other settled in my back, tugging me tight into his chest andpletely catching me off guard, just as he began to speak.


    “You might think back, but Truly, she’s the one way above my league. You think someone like me deserves someone as kind hearted and sweet as her? I don’t think so<b>.</b>”


    My mind was reeling with an immense shock.


    Did he just defend me right now, without letting a second–pass by??


    Not only am I shocked, but I’m also utterly bewildered, cause this is something that has never happened before.


    I mean, I’m aware Zane didn’t mean those words, but the fact that he still defended me without


    hesitations…


    My heart fluttered in my chest, just as Aisha said something else to Zade which I didn’t catch, then she was leaving and I was letting out a long sigh.


    Zane chuckled as he massaged my back, while I slumped against his chest.


    “You did good.” He murmured and I let out a low sigh, staring into the distance.


    “She was totally flirting with you, did you catch that?” I muttered and Zane snorted.


    Of course I did. My poor brother is gonna flip once he finds out.” He drawled just as his fingers began to lightly ghost over my spine.


    “You gonna tell him?” I asked and he rolled <b>his </b>eyes.


    “Of course not, and he’s not gonna believe me anyway, it’s best to just not do anything about it for


    now.” He stated and I hummed.


    “You gonna tell me why you and Marco <b>don’t </b>get along?” I asked in the next moment.


    “What did Marco tell you this morning in our bedroom?”


    “That you’re dangerous<b>.</b>” I pointed out, staring up at him this time.


    The side of his lips twitched. “Typical of Marco.”


    “But are you?” I asked and his eyes locked with mine, suddenly clouding up as he responded.


    “Yes.”


    I was heading back into the house on my own, because Zane went off to attend to an important call, and that’s when Marco asked me toe into the kitchen for a moment because he wanted to speak.


    to me.


    My heart instantly lurched in my chest as Zane’s words returned to my mind. He told me Marco would definitely ask to speak to me by the time we leave the beach.. and he has ended up being right.


    I remember Zane’s suggestion to not agree to speak to him privately if he asks, and that I shoulde up with any sort of excuse. However, as I stared at Marco’s beautiful eyes and Luscious lips right now, I want to say “no“, and that I had something to go take care of right now, but I ended up nodding and stepping into the kitchen along with him- because I was pathetic and couldn’t say no to him.


    He was standing close to me, and I felt his eyes slide over me for a bit. I held my breath just as he


    I


    began to speak.


    “What you’re doing right now is cheap as fuck, Addison,” he pointed out and I flinched, feeling like I just got pped with whish.


    “Oh.” I whispered as my heart dropped into my stomach.


    “It’s not only cheap, it’s ssless. Parading around in this flimsy bikini? It’s so not like you! It’s so cheap of you. For a long while, I thought you were pure and unsoiled… but now you’re showing atpletely different side of you.” He continued, anger in his eyes and I began to feel regret within me.


    Fuck, I shouldn’t have listened to Zanel


    “I- I’m not soiled or ssless, Marco. I’m still pure


    “You let that <b>bastard </b>touch you, you gave your virginity to him.” He whispered, his eyes still hard and I swallowed, my heart racing hard as I quickly tried to think of a way to make things better, cause! really hate when he looked at me like this, like he was disappointed in me.


    I lived for his approval, and I <b>hate </b>when he <b>looks </b>like he doesn’t approve of something I’m doing.


    “Then today, all the guys were looking at you, undressing you with their eyes… and it’s because you wore this… this…” he was gesturing to my body as he spoke, a pained expression across his face and I stepped closer and grabbed his <b>hand</b>.


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    “I’m sorry, Marco. I’ll not wear something like this anymore.” I mumbled quietly.


    His eyes lost most of his anger, then he was cupping my cheek with his other hand. My heart skipped as I tried not to press my cheek into his palm.


    “I’m just looking out for you, Addi. As your friend, it’s my job to always look out for you like this.” He finally breathed out, and at once, my entire inside deted, and I had to use everything in me to not let the disappointment show on my face as I nodded slowly.


    “O–of course, Marco.”