They’re brothers, my lovers
**Chapter 1- The Unforgiveable Night**
This is the story of how I fell in love with a man, fell in love with his brother and loved them both unconditionally.
After a passionately, erotic affair sprawled across a king size bed, I changed into his favorite lingerie. Now the special thing about this lingerie was that we haven’t had sex in almost ten years. I still kept the blue, barely there, lace item he always loved. I pulled over a silky robe and walked outside, to find him In the garage with the door open. He was smoking; as all bad boys do after sex. My car glistened in the moonlit rain.
” I haven’t broken it in yet,” I said so quietly that he may not have even heard.
I climbed up the on the hood close to the windshield. My knees slipping in the water as the drops drenched my perfectly styled hair. I turned back to look at him. We gazed silently at each other as he finished the last drag. He walked over, as if in slow motion. He couldn’t really reach me so he gripped onto my ankles and slid my body down the waterslide hood of my car. Round 2. Everyone’s favorite fantasy scene.
I’ve loved Liam for a long time. I’ve hated him also, but mostly just for not loving me. I wonder who he has become. Could he love me again or have I opened a can of worms? His brother confesses his love for me daily but never touches me like that.