Broken Read online Madison Faye (Winchester Academy #3)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Winchester Academy Series by Madison Faye
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
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…Right into his arms.

I’m breathless, my pulse racing, my skin tingling, and a sinking sensation tightening in my stomach as I look up right into the eyes of the man from the night before.

The man who kissed me like I’ve never been kissed before. The man who touched me like no one ever has. The man who fucked me, against the brick wall in an alley, and made me come harder than anything I’ve ever even imagined. That’s the man who catches me in my classroom when I fall right into him.

No, not “man.”

The boy.

My new student.

Oh my God.

He grins smugly, his perfect lips pulling wide as he winks at me.

“Well hey, stranger.”

3

Ethan

Well, shit.

It took one look last night. One look into the eyes of the girl who appeared out of nowhere in that alley with the fire in those big dark eyes and the sass written across her gorgeous face, and I knew I wanted her. And not like a passing, temporary sort of want either. No, fuck that.

I looked at her, and I wanted her. All of her, always, all to myself. And I had her, too. I tasted those lips and felt the way her skin grew hot under my touch. I felt the way she came, too—crying out and moaning into my lips as her sweet, perfect little pussy clenched tight around my pulsing cock.

And then, like a fucking idiot, I let her walk away.

But here we are, here of all places, with her right back where she belongs. In my arms. And this shit just got very, very interesting.

Her eyes go wide as she stares up into mine, the color draining from her face before she sputters and starts to squirm.

“What are you—put me down!” she hisses.

I grin.

“You sure about—”

“Now!”

Our eyes lock, and the fire only starts to burn hotter inside me.

Yeah, fuck. This just got very interesting.

I don’t exactly know what I was expecting coming back here to Southworth. To Winchester. But it sure as hell wasn’t this. It sure as hell wasn’t realizing that the gorgeous girl who shattered my whole world last night and who I haven’t stopped thinking about for one second since turns out to be my fucking high school art teacher.

My stranger has a name, and it’s Emily Hayes. Off-limits, forbidden, Ms. Hayes.

Yeah, not what I expected coming back to Southworth. But then, the truth is, I was never really “here” before, even when we did live here. Back then, our mom was still around, even if barely, and our dad was still trying to pretend that if he worked harder and longer hours, it would all be fine. But even back then, we knew it was all going to fall apart.

“We” is Jamison, my non-identical twin brother, and me. And back then, it was really just him at home dealing with all of the bullshit. Me? I was already doing my first stint in Juvenile Detention. Of course, when you’re rich and also a troublemaker, people assume you’re going to some fancy summer-camp type place to just yuck it up with other rich brats.

They’re wrong.

Our dad might be rich, but he wasn’t always. Before his construction firm started pulling enough for us to live in a place like Southworth and for Jamison and I to go to a school like fucking Winchester, Bobby Scott was just guy from the wrong side of town who knew how use a hammer and saw. So, no, dad didn’t fuck around with sending me to some private school day-camp after I got arrested at thirteen. He sent me to Lenox Hall—“get your shit together or get your shit fucked up” Lenox Hall. And honestly, it’s probably the best thing he could have ever done for me.

When I went away back then, the whole shit-show back home sort of fell apart. Mom finally took off for good on some kind of bender, and dad finally decided he’d had enough of her shit. They divorced, dad and Jamison moved away, and I learned to be a man instead of douchey little punk at Lenox.

Five years later, and here we are. The Scotts are back in Southworth. Dad’s finally found his second chance in Celia Weiss, a woman he kept in touch with after he moved, and they’re about to tie the knot for real. And I’m happy for him, really. He deserves it. Apparently, Jamison and Celia’s daughter Ramona, who’s also a senior here at Winchester, used to fight like cats and dogs. So, that’s going to be interesting, seeing as she’s going to be our new stepsister, but he’ll get over it.

Yeah, we’re back, but that part I don’t have to be happy with. I had this place pegged from a young age. Maybe it was that my parents weren’t born with the wealth most families in this town and most kids at this school are born with. Whatever it was, I saw this fucking town for what it was: squeaky clean, and stuffed full of snooty, rich, entitled little brats. And now here Jamison and I are—the two new tattooed bad boys of Southworth.



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