The Five Brothers Next Door Read Online Nikki Chase

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63854 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
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But what’s he doing in my hallway?

Noah grins apologetically. “Sorry. Did I scare you?”

“Yes.” Not that I mind having Noah in my house, but I don’t remember letting him in. “What’s going on? Why are you here?”

“Come into the kitchen with me. I’d like you to meet someone first, just so you won’t get scared a second time.”

I follow Noah into the kitchen where Nathan’s standing by the stove and frying something in a pan. So that’s what smells so good.

It looks good, too. My kitchen’s never looked this good before. But then again, I’ve never had stunningly handsome twin brothers standing in here before.

Nathan’s wearing jeans and nothing on top. The ropes of muscles under his golden skin ripple as he cooks. I hear some sizzling—probably from the bacon that I smell—and Nathan curses, presumably from fat splattering onto his skin.

“Glad you’re not homeless people who have broken in,” I blurt out. I realize, as soon as the words slip out from between my lips, how stupid that sounds.

Noah laughs, and even Nathan chuckles as he pushes pieces of bacon around on the pan.

“Unfortunately, things aren’t that exciting,” Nathan says. “We just took you home from Feral because some guy was bothering you, and you were kind of tipsy.”

“My ex. Joseph,” I say with realization as I remember bits and pieces of what happened last night. I don’t think I was just “tipsy.”

Oh god. Did the kiss in the car really happened, then, if the twins are really here?

I take a seat as embarrassment floods my body. I raise my gaze up and study Noah’s face, then Nathan’s. They just stare back at me, their faces giving me no clues.

“Did we . . . Um . . . Did I . . .” I lose my voice as my mind struggles to word my question. I want to know if I really kissed Noah in the car last night.

Oh god.

What if we took it even further?

We couldn’t have slept together—the three of us—could we?

I flush as I realize it could’ve been all the brothers instead of just the twins. Maybe only Nathan and Noah stayed the night, while the rest left after they’d had their fill . . . of me.

My core clenches at the thought, and my face only grows hotter.

I look up from under my lashes at Nathan, but he’s just grinning wickedly at me. I flick my gaze to glance at Noah instead. I have better chances of getting the truth from him.

“You just passed out,” Noah says. “You fell asleep in the car, and we carried you to your bed.”

“That’s all?” I furtively let out a relieved sigh.

“Yeah. Then we realized we couldn’t just lock you up inside with your key because you may not have any spare. Obviously, we couldn’t just leave the door unlocked either.

“So we decided to sleep over.” Noah gives me a small smile. It still feels like he’s hiding something.

“Where did you sleep?” I ask. My rental house only has one big bedroom because the owners are a globe-trotting childless couple who likes to spread out.

“In the living room, on the couches,” Noah says with a reassuring smile.

“That couldn’t have been comfortable,” I say. “I’m so sorry. It was really nice of you to take me home. You shouldn’t have had to sleep on the couches, too.”

“If you wanted us to join you in bed instead, you should’ve said so,” Nathan says with a sly gleam in his eyes. “We wouldn’t have minded, especially after that kiss you gave Noah.”

Oh god. It wasn’t a dream.

“How much did you drink last night?” Ollie asks with worry in his eyes when he joins the twins and me in my kitchen.

“Just one shot,” I admit. “When my friend showed up, she challenged me to do a shot of vodka. I thought it was going to help me cut loose, but it was too much.”

“Hey, no harm trying, right?” Ollie smiles kindly at me. He’s being so sweet.

“Eat up,” Nathan says as he places enough plates to crowd the table.

My table only fits four people, so Noah and Nathan take their plates to the living room, where they eat on the couch, while I sit with Mason, Liam and Ollie.

“Who was that guy last night?” Mason asks with thinly veiled anger.

“My ex,” I say as embarrassment spreads through my chest.

“Such a douche,” Mason says. “He was all aggressive until I got him in a head lock, then suddenly, he was some scared little a mouse, begging for forgiveness.”

“Thank you for helping me,” I say. I’m super grateful for the valiant rescue, but I hate that they had to see me make a fool of myself. It was embarrassing.

“You can protect yourself, Ava,” Liam says in his deep, authoritative voice. “You can get a restraining order against him. He was harassing you and putting his hands on you. He shouldn’t have done that, especially when you clearly didn’t want him around you.”



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