Chapters (36)
- Scarlett and the Kiss Thief
- CONTENTS
- Chapter 1 – Operation Too Hot to Handle
- Chapter 2 – The Perfect Entrance
- Chapter 3 – This Plan is so Epic I Could Cry
- Chapter 4 – Put Me Down!
- Chapter 5 – Call Him Daddy
- Chapter 6 – Grounded
- Chapter 7 – A Classic Hunter Hunter Mess Around
- Chapter 8 – What. The. Actual. F Did You Do?
- Chapter 9 – You Little Pervert
- Chapter 10 – The Blowjob Phase?
- Chapter 11 – I Always Pictured it with You, Axel
- Chapter 12 – Jacob Miller in Black Boxers
- Chapter 13 – Why Snakes?!
- Chapter 14 – The Whole Football Team
- Chapter 15 – I Did Not Call Your Father a Dick
- Chapter 16 – Red Pandas
- Chapter 17 – Hoes Before Bros
- Chapter 18 – A Baker’s Dozen Men
- Chapter 19 –This Russian Chick is Amazing
- Chapter 20 – The Mascot
- Chapter 21 – Savage
- Chapter 22 – A Real Shit Older Brother
- Chapter 23 – The Kiss Thief Strikes Again
- Chapter 24 – Highly Illegal
- Chapter 25 – Knight in Shining Armor
- Chapter 26 – What the Heck is Happening?
- Chapter 27 – The Kiss Thief is Here
- Chapter 28 – Truth or Dare
- Chapter 29 – My Fairy Godmothers
- Chapter 30 – Mr. Halifax
- Chapter 31 – You’re It
- Chapter 32 – The OG Kiss Thief
- Chapter 33 – First Kiss Do-Over
- Axel & Jacob Bonus Story
O’Reilly jumped into the ring and pushed the two of them apart. Not that he could be upset by an illegal move. O’Reilly had fought way dirtier than that.
“See, Liam’s holding his own,” Sophie said. “But look at how much Pavel is packing.”
“I don’t care about his package,” I said as I stared in horror as Pavel landed his first punch across Liam’s jaw.
“God, I can’t watch this.” I pushed past Sophie.
“Scar, wait!” she called after me.
“How would you feel if you were watching RJ in a knockout fight?”
“I’d cheer for him. Like I’m doing for Liam. Go Hunter!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.
Screw this. I ran past the other students in our row. Apparently I cared more about her little brother than she did. And I certainly cared a ton about my brother. I didn’t want any of my friends to get hurt. I didn’t want to see this. Jacob would stop it. But that didn’t mean I needed to watch the fight until he was able to intervene.
I ran down the stands and toward the back hallway.
The crowd was yelling a mixture of Hunter and Semenov.
I pictured blood dripping down Liam’s face like Jacob’s.
Why was the football team doing this? Boxing for fun? It was literally the stupidest idea I’d ever heard. If one of them got really hurt they’d be out for the season. And I knew a few of them wanted to play in college.
I could still hear the Hunter and Semenov chants in the back hallway. There was a line to the bathroom and I didn’t want to just stand there and listen. So I opened the closest door and ran into a dark room.
I pressed my back against the closed door and took a deep breath.
The chanting was quieter back here.
But every time I closed my eyes I saw blood on Liam. And on Jacob. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Watching them play football was bad enough. I always worried about them getting injured. But boxing for fun? I shook my head. Boys were idiots.
I knew Liam was going to be mad at me for stopping the fight. But he didn’t understand what it was like when he was a baby. I thought I was going to lose him then. And I didn’t realize how much that fear had stuck with me.