Illicit (Perfect for them Book 2)

  Table of Contents

  Dedication

  Perfect For Them | Illicit

  1. | Bridgeport U

  2. | Frat President

  3. | Sisters

  4. | Party

  5. | Hangover

  6. | Happy Birthday

  7. | Can You Keep A Secret?

  8. | Together

  9. | The Bonfire Of The Vanities

  10. | I Dare You

  11. | Attraction

  12. | Illicit

  13. | Dangerous Liaisons

  14. | Trouble

  15. | Booze Cruise

  16. | Dive In

  17. | Ninety-Nine Problems

  18. | Mystery Guy

  19. | In Your Arms

  To Morgan and Sarah, my literary partners in crime

  Perfect For Them

  Illicit

  COPYRIGHT © 2020 MELISSA Adams

  Published by Melissa Adams

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  Description:

  College Life is hard when you have to juggle two boyfriends, two hot (and forbidden) stepbrothers and pledging the hottest sorority on campus.

  I’m a legacy in the Zeta Theta Beta and my Mom wants me to join them to follow in her footsteps.

  Luckily Bryce and Parker understand that I might have to do things I don’t necessarily want to during party games and dares. I’ve seen all the college movies but the reality surpasses any fiction.

  When a new president takes Reid’s fraternity presidency with underhanded methods, rivalries make sparks fly between the men in my life and their frat brothers.

  College is the time to be experimental and to find yourself.

  Meet my Zeta sisters, pledge with me and overcome all the obstacles that make my freshman year an interesting and not always smooth journey.

  Especially when I have to juggle my classes, my family, the pledging and my relationships.

  Catch up with book 1 Forbidden here:

  **This book is part of a trilogy and ends in a cliffhanger. This is a why choose story where the heroine won’t have to choose between her different love interests and has sexual scenes, swearing and mild violence. Suitable only for readers aged 18+

  1.

  Bridgeport U

  Kaya

  I OPEN THE CAR DOOR and slip out with my apartment keys in hand, followed by Parker and Bryce.

  The ride on the elevator is quiet, each of us is lost in our own thoughts, so when I turn the key in the lock and open the door to my new home, I squeal in surprise when Bryce scoops me up, lifting me in his arms.

  “What are you doing?” I giggle as he marches into the open plan room, refusing to put me down but spinning me around the room to allow me to take in my surroundings.

  “I just thought that it would be funny to carry you inside, like I’ll do after our wedding, when I’ll carry you into our new home.”

  Bryce’s green eyes sparkle with warmth and a glint of amusement at my surprised reaction, crushing my lips with his in a hot, all consuming kiss.

  At first, I respond eagerly, opening my mouth to his kiss and tasting that sweet, slightly minty flavor all his kisses carry.

  Then my usual guilt rears its ugly head, spreading in my chest with a suffocating violence, making me gasp into Bryce’s mouth and causing me to pull away.

  It’s been this way since the night I lost my virginity to Chase.

  It’s not so much the fact that I had sex with my stepbrother, somehow that doesn’t feel like a betrayal to me because my heart belongs to Bryce and Parker just as much as it belongs to Chase ... and Reid.

  The guilt is motivated by the fact that I haven’t told Parker and Bryce about what happened.

  Chase made me promise that I would keep it a secret in order to make sure that our father would never hear about it.

  I haven’t told a soul, not even my best friend Nic and while I know that Nic would just freak out and ask me for the details of my only night with Chase, I doubt that Bryce and Parker would feel the same way.

  I have no idea if they’d feel angry and betrayed by what I did, what I know for sure is that they’d be hurt by my silence.

  Honesty is always been a big deal for them and while I understand why Chase wanted to keep that eventful night a total secret, I know how blindsided Bryce and Parker would feel. Especially because they’ve been nothing but loving and patient with me.

  I’m not under the illusion that the fact that we didn’t put a label on our relationship and that we left it at friends with benefits means that I don’t owe them anything.

  Technically I don’t and they could see other people, even if they said they’re not interested in it. But I know that my silence would possibly hurt them even more than what I did.

  I’m in love with Chase and I’ve been for three years but in the weeks I’ve known Parker and Bryce, I’ve fallen in love with them too. I haven’t told them yet but how could I when I really, really screwed up?

  Damn Chase! He put me in an impossible position. I don’t want to hurt any of the boys I love, I think feeling all the more fucked up because just the fact that it’s ‘boys’ plural, should be a sign in itself that I have a giant shit storm brewing.

  Bryce sets me down gently as Parker comes up on my other side and takes my hand in his huge one, squeezing it in encouragement.

  “It looks swanky,” Bryce comments and I completely agree.

  This is as luxurious as college accommodation can get and Dustin got me one of the penthouse apartments on the top floor with exclusive access to the roof deck garden. So no dingy dorms with shared bathrooms and noisy roommates for me. I guess it was a way to soften the blow when Reid moved out of the off campus four bedroom house the guys share and Bryce and Parker invited me to move in only to have my stepfather and my mom veto the idea as soon as they caught wind of it.

  “Absolutely not. I know that you’re nineteen Kaya and I certainly don’t expect you and your boyfriend to just hold hands or be chaperoned at all times but give this old man at least the illusion that his feelings matter. A father doesn’t like to think about his daughter doing ‘it’.”

  I don’t even bother correcting Dustin about the ‘boyfriend’ thing, I explained that Bryce and I are romantically involved but right now just dating and getting to know each other, but my parents did put a label on it, exactly like they did last summer with Marc, causing a whole lot of trouble.

  I guess their generation doesn’t get our concept of ‘hanging out casually’, but in a way I realize that their way of doing things leaves less room for misunderstanding.

  Of course Mom agreed with her husband on the fact that I should have my own place.

  “I hope you guys don’t mind, but we also feel better having Kaya live on campus anyway. And you don’t have to get a new roommate unless you want to. Dustin is happy to continue to pay Reid’s portion of the rent. Right, darling?”

  So that was settled, Reid would live in the ΓΔΤ (Gamma Delta Tau) house and Chase, Bryce and Parker would keep sharing the house they had been living in for t
he past three years.

  “I know you’re head over heels for Bryce baby girl but I think it’s best to give each other a little bit of space. I want you to have a fun college experience and I’m not saying that things between you and your boyfriend won’t work but it’s good to have your own space in case they don’t.”

  Mom had explained her position farther once the guys had left the room and I surprised even myself by not arguing about it.

  After all, I could have Bryce and Parker stay at my place anytime I wanted as the luxury apartments were rentals and technically not dorms so there was security at the entrance but just for our safety. There was no official supervision or no one to enforce any kind of rules.

  Sure, it would have been nice to live with my boys but I hadn’t missed Chase’s pained expression when Bryce had come up with the idea that I move in.

  I don’t even blame my stepbrother too much because I don’t think that living under the same roof would make the situation any better between us.

  My love life has never been so complicated, I think sighing as I walk from the living room into the kitchen area.

  My parents think that I’m dating Bryce and have no idea that I’m also dating his best friend Parker. I’m in love with both boys, I didn’t mean for it to happen when I met them the summer just gone.

  I was sure to be heading for heartbreak when I realized that I cared for both guys and couldn’t possibly choose just one. The boys surprised the hell out of me by telling me that I didn’t have to choose but that I could date them both as long as I didn’t play favorites. And I was absolutely elated with how fantastic our relationship was, how sexy, safe and worshipped the guys made me feel. How we’d quickly become a tight knit unit, a little family.

  Things seemed perfect and the only blemish on the happiest weeks of my life were Marc’s lies about me cheating on him – we’d never really been together – and the open hostility that my stepbrothers showed me on a daily basis.

  I’ve grown up moving often because of my father’s navy career and I was used to being alone, to not having any friends so normally being ignored wouldn’t really matter to me. But what made Chase and Reid’s indifference hurt the most was that things had begun very differently for us.

  When I first met Chase and Reid, before they became my stepbrothers, we were instantly close. We became best friends and now I know that the attraction I felt between us wasn’t just in my head. I know because Chase admitted it a few weeks ago on the night when he confessed his love for me and admitted that the contempt he’s been treating me with was his way to try and stay away after his father made it clear that he expected us to behave like siblings.

  Chase also told me that Reid felt the same way about me but like him, he didn’t have the heart to go against Dustin’s wishes. Both men are extremely close to their father and they couldn’t bear to disappoint him since he had suffered so much when his first wife had died and worked really hard to raise the twins alone. And Chase and Reid felt that Dustin deserved the family he’d always wanted and a big part of me understands that feeling because I’m close to Dustin too. I love him like a father. That’s especially important for me since my relationship with my own father is practically nonexistent.

  So yeah, our summer in Star Cove was a summer of self-discovery, love, friendship and heartbreak. It was a summer that taught me a lot about myself and the men in my life and that made me realize that I’ll probably never be completely happy.

  The reason why happiness is firmly out of my grasp is that my heart is broken in four parts: I’m in love with Bryce and Parker but I can’t put aside my feelings for my stepbrothers, especially after Chase and I made love. It only happened once and aside from the fact that my stepbrother asked me to forget about it and keep it a secret, it’s obvious that our love is illicit, it’s not written in the stars.

  I understand Chase’s fear that what happened would somehow reach his father’s ears and I promised to keep our secret because I know that Dustin isn’t the only one who would absolutely disapprove of our involvement. I know that my mom would be just as horrified if she caught wind of the way I feel.

  It isn’t just because Chase, Reid and I are step siblings. After all, we didn’t grow up together, we met when we were teens. It’s because she wants the same big, happy family that her husband hopes for but also because she wouldn’t understand my feelings. She wouldn’t get how it’s possible for me to love four men at same time and she would conclude that if I can’t choose just one, then it means that I’m not really in love with any of them.

  She sat me down for a mother-daughter chat last night and warned me about going slow and not letting my feelings for Bryce stop me from having a full college experience.

  “What? Do you want me to party, get drunk and sleep around?” I had joked, trying to lighten the mood but Mom shook her head and explained her fears.

  “No, Kaya. That’s not my point. I don’t want you to focus everything on Bryce and miss out on making friends, on meeting new people and discovering who you really are. No boy is worth that, believe me. I made the same mistake when I met your father my freshman year. I regretted it so many times and it’s not just because things didn’t work out with him.”

  I understood what Mom was trying to say and reassured her that Bryce – and Parker – would never keep me from the full college experience.

  “Right. I just want you to be careful, Kaya. Bryce—”

  I didn’t want to be defensive but there was something in her tone that really upset me. “I thought you liked Bryce, Mom. He’s very nice to me, I promise. He’s—”

  Mom explained her ambivalent feelings that weren’t just limited to Bryce, they also included the twins and Parker.

  “I’m not saying that he isn’t a great guy, baby girl. But he and his friends ... They’re experienced, Kaya. They’re pretty well known in our social circles for being the life of every party and for going from one girl to the other very fast. Those aren’t just rumors, you have seen how your brothers behave, right? So I hope that Bryce’s feelings for you will be enough to make him change his ways. That this thing with you isn’t just a game, a competition with his best friend.”

  That made me immediately mad and I snapped at her.

  “What kind of competition would that be? Look Mom, even Dustin approves of my dating Bryce, why—”

  She’d looked at me with a pointed expression, as if she thought that I was playing daft on purpose. “Come on, Kaya, don’t tell me that you haven’t noticed the way Parker looks at you. It’s pretty obvious that he likes you too, he always hangs around you and Bryce. All I’m asking you is to be careful and to guard your heart. Don’t ever put all your happiness in a boy’s hands.”

  Or two ... or three ... ok, fuck, even four if what Chase said about Reid is true.

  I know my mom means well, she wants to see me happy and I appreciate her insights even if we don’t always see eye to eye.

  Maybe she isn’t completely wrong either.

  I have no doubt that Bryce and Parker really care about me, like I do them, but something has been different lately.

  They seem more hesitant when we’re alone, less daring. Don’t get me wrong, they’re still sweet and affectionate, as caring as they’ve always been but it’s as if something is holding them back since the night Chase and I had sex.

  Maybe they pick up on my own hesitation? I don’t have any doubt that I want to be with them and that I love each of them with all my heart but I admit that I feel really guilty for having had sex with Chase and mostly for keeping that a secret. So I haven’t been pushing the intimacy with them, held back by the weight of what I can’t tell them.

  I open the door to the only bedroom in the apartment: a king size bed dominates the large room, everything looks new and pristine.

  I get charged by Bryce and thrown on the bed and I can’t help it, when he jumps on top of me, hitting all my ticklish places with his hands and lips, I explode in a fit of g
iggles.

  If only there wasn’t that constant, niggling guilt looming in the corner.

  I need to speak to Chase, because I can’t keep that secret any longer. Not if it’ll cost me my relationship with Parker and Bryce.

  2.

  Frat President

  Reid

  I TAKE A SWIG FROM my beer bottle, letting the cold beverage soothe my dry throat.

  The brothers are starting to trickle into the large living room of the ΓΔΤ house for the Frat President election.

  My own brother Chase steps into the room and takes a seat on a couch opposite the one I’m sitting on, barely acknowledging me.

  Whatever the fuck is up his ass these days! I think with a bout of annoyance making me glare at my twin, not missing the intensity of his dark blue eyes.

  Chase and I are fraternal twins, we don’t look identical but we’re similar in many ways. For example, his troubled expression is so uncannily similar to mine that for a second I feel almost as if I were looking into a fucking mirror.

  The summer just gone has been challenging for us both: having Kaya nearby again has been torture in more than one way.

  First she was dating that douche Marc and then she actually started seeing both Bryce and Parker.

  I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I felt betrayed by my two best friends for going after the girl I’ve been in love with for years, the one I can’t forget, no matter how hard I try.

  I mean, it’s not like they knew how Chase and I felt about Kaya, so in a way, I can’t really be that mad. I only admitted my feelings to them a few weeks ago, after they were already involved with her.

  I sigh, relieved that Parker and Bryce seem to be keeping my secret so far. I regret revealing to them that I kissed Kaya at a party, during a game, when the lights were off and she couldn’t see who it was.

  I regret it because I had to beg them not to go to Kaya with the truth and because it was easier to stay away when I didn’t know how much that kiss affected my stepsister. Parker and Bryce knew about it, apparently Kaya has been thinking about that kiss for years.