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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 the 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.