“Stay out of this, Wyatt,” I snap.
“It’s not my fault if you can’t handle the truth. You are a slut, plain and simple. Everyone knows you are attempting to seduce the brothers one by one.”
“That’s not true.” Any relations I have had with the brothers have been mutually consensual. No one is seducing anyone. In fact, if anyone is being seduced, it is me. Those Gods damned brothers are all so hot and domineering and –
Not helping, Chloe.
“I’m not a slut,” I say firmly.
Wyatt, ever the charmer, doesn’t listen to me. “If you are trying to trap them, it won’t work like it did with your mom and my dad. They’ll use you but they’ll never actually want to keep you.”
At one point in my life, not all that long ago, I thought that Wyatt and I might be the kind of stepsiblings that are thick as t
