Torn Between The Carter Brothers

3: My Fake Boyfriend

Addison

“What?” | breathed out after finally catching my breath, having just recovered from that unexpected kiss.

| looked back at Zane who stepped forward in that moment and settled his arm around my waist, a move which

made my heart flutter again.

When | glanced back at Marco, he was glaring so hard at Zane, and if looks could kill, Zane would die at once.

“I don’t understand Marco, | didn’t kiss your brother, | kissed my boyfriend. This is the boyfriend | told you

about.” | breathed out, voice higher than normal because | still felt hot on the inside from the unexpected kiss.

Marco stepped forward, a sharp glare on his face as his eyes settled on the arm around my waist.

“This is my brother, Addison. What you're saying makes no sense! Explain how you're dating my older brother.”

He was seething right now and my brain short circuited as | stiffened in realization.

Zane is his brother?!

| whirled around to stare up at Zane who had a relaxed expression on, seeming completely unfazed before lazily

speaking to Marco.

“Hello, dearest brother.”

Shock exploded within me. They're really brothers?!

They looked nothing alike from their face, to their body build. Zane was all large muscles, and he was way taller

thancompared to Marco.

| didn’t even know Marco had a brother! Throughout the twe dated, he never spoke about a brother toat

all.

| cleared my throat and tried not to focus on the arm still on my waist as | spoke.

“I guess it’s just a funny coincidence, Marco. | had no idea he was your brother.” | breathed out just as Zane

pulledcloser into his side, then he leaned down to nuzzle my throat, making my heart stutter.

“You don’t need to explain yourself to him, love.” He drawled loudly, his deep voice sending a shiver down my

spine and my cheeks burned furiously. | could smell his cologne right now and he smelt so... so manly.

“I'm sorry | was late. | had something to take care of, that’s why. Were you alright without me? | missed you so

much that | almost couldn’t breathe.” He spoke as he stared down at me, sounding very sincere and if | didn’t

know better, I'd have believed him.

WOW. He was really playing this role very well.

| felt very flustered as | struggled to cup with a response.

Marco spoke first as he glared at Zane, voice sharp. “What are you doing here?”

“To support my little brother, of course. And to be here with my date as well.” He drawled in response, eyes

darting towardsto slowly rake over my body. | exhaled slowly, my stomach feeling hot because | could feel

Zane’ muscles pressing into my body and they felt so strong and warm through his clothes. He had on leather

pants and a leather jacket which made him appear way hotter.

Fuck.

“That's bullshit and we both know that.” Marco snapped angrily, pullingout of my thoughts, before his eyes

focused on me.

“Can we speak privately for a moment?” He askedand | already nodded before Zane’s hand tightened on my

hips and he tuggedeven closer to him.

“No, you can’t. | need to catch up with my girlfriend first.” Zane cut in, then before Marco could respond, he was

tuggingout of the club till we got outside.

His hand dropped once we were alone and I felt like | was finally able to breathe. | felt shaky and hot on the

inside as | willed my breath to beceven.

When | focused on Zane this time, he still had a teasing look in his eyes, which madealmost blush.

Honestly, to me, we don’t look like a real couple, because how would someone likepull someone as hot as

him?

“What was that in there?” | finally asked as | began to pace while fanning my face with my hand.

“What do you mean, babe?” He asked as he stepped forward to grab my waist but I slapped his hand off.

“Don’t callthat, we're alone now so you can drop the act.” | demanded as | stopped pacing around.

“So you're really brothers with him?!” | demanded while staring up at him.

He shrugged a little, lips twitching. “Unfortunately.”

| felt anger shrug throughas | bristled. “Which means you knew who | was before agreeing to this, yes? Why

would you do that?” | shot at him as | glared at him.

“I didn’t know.” He responded and | scoffed.

“Don’t play dumb with me.” | shot at him , my tone accusatory and he was silent at first before finally sighing

reluctantly.

“Okay, fine. | was aware.”

| frowned this time, staring at him in confusion.

“Why though? This just looks very messy, and like I did this on purpose. | didn’t know you were brothers, else |

definitely wouldnt have agreed to this, especially seeing as it didn’t look like you and your brother got along well

in there.” As | spoke, | massaged my forehead because it felt like | was starting to get a headache.

He was silent at first before stepping forward.

“I never intended to show up to my brother's wedding, because | had no date. But since | discovered it was his

wedding that you were attending, | decided to cas well so you'd be my date as well.”

| rolled my eyes at his clear bluff because there was no way | was gonna believe that.

| began to pace around again as my head began to pound.

“We'd put an end to this right now, that’s what's gonna happen.” | began after a few minutes of thinking.

“I wanted to bring a date because | wanted to blend in, not stand out. | didn't want a date because | wanted to

create unnecessary , cause that would just seem like it was my ploy all along because | was yet to get

over him.” | stopped pacing this tand folded my arms.

“And | can feel that you're not being completely honest withright now. | don’t want to seem like the reason

you and Marco fight, the whole thing would just look like | planned to crash his wedding, don’t you see? So, we

have to end this.”

He stepped closer, right into my personal space and my breath hitched when he placed a hand on my shoulder,

eyes appearing very earnest as he spoke.

“I was being honest with you, Addison. | really have no ulterior motives, | promise.”

| shook my head and stepped away from him again because somehow, being this close to him was making it

almost hard forto breathe.

“We should still end it though. Sorry for the trouble | put you through to travel all the way here.” | mumbled,

refusing to meet his eyes.

Silence stretched out between us for minutes and I'd have assumed he was no longer here if | wasn’t so aware of

his presence. He was a very large presence that couldn’t be forgotten no matter what.

“Do you really wantto leave? Or are you running away from your reality? Because | feel like you don’t want a

fake boyfriend anymore, because deep down, you're waiting for Marco to end his wedding with Aisha and

propose to you instead.” He suddenly spoke, completely catchingoff guard.

| blinked up at him, my heart lurching around in my chest because | hated to admit it but he wasn’t wrong- and

that madeannoyed and mortified.

“This can be an opportunity for you to finally step into the light, go all out and make your ex realize all he missed

out on and would miss out on, after getting married to his fiancee. In the remaining four days we have to spend

here on the island, I'll help you create a buzz, and good attention, then your ex would undoubtedly be

unable to stop thinking about you.”

As he spoke, | dwelled on all that left his mouth, then I slowly shrugged while shaking my head.

“All of that is unimportant since he'll still be getting married to Aisha anyway,” | mumbled. “Which is good, cause

I'm here to get over him, not get more delusional.”

“Yes, the wedding would hold, but who'd be on his mind during said wedding? You.” He folded his arms, sounding

very confident and looking ridiculously hot.

“You only need to trustand leave everything to me.” He stated confidently and | regarded him, feeling

unsure.

All what he just said sounded very dreamy.

I'd give anything to have Marco yearn forand actually desire me.

I knew I should instantly be shutting Zane’s suggestion down, however, the pathetic and love sick part of me

didn’t want to do that. Deep down, | know that | want to actually go along with his latest proposal, knowing that I

might get to be the one on his mind during his wedding was just too good to not be swayed by, especially seeing

as I've loved him for a long while.

“What are you gonna get in return for all of this though? Cause I'm sure you have much better things to do with

your tthan this.” | muttered instead and he grinned this time.

“Fun.” He responded and | scoffed with an eye roll.

“You're lying.” | accused.

Before | could get another word out, his hands were settling on my thighs and | was swiftly being hoisted up and

placed on a car's hood, then he was sliding between my legs and | was too frozen to react as he leaned down,

hands on the hood behind me.

“Your ex is coming over, we need to look like we're in a make out session.” He explained before | could ask any

questions, his warm breath ghosting over my parted lips as he spoke while grabbing my arms and draping them

across his shoulders and | felt myself shudder against his hard body as | swallowed emptily, heart starting to

pound again and my entire body growing hot.

“Okay.” | squeaked out.

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