Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 518

Still, deep down, I hoped that he would stay to keep me company. Ever since I began painting in Crystal House, he had never once stayed with me here.

Colin headed toward the exit and looked like he was about to leave without saying anything. I felt slightly disappointed. He had never been this obedient before.

Right when his silhouette was about to disappear and I could focus on my work, Colin grabbed a stool near the door and walked back toward me. He then sat next to me.

Smirking, he rubbed my neck when he saw me staring at him. "Paint. I'll keep you company."

The gloom in my mind vanished immediately. I blushed and planted a peck on his cheek to reward him. He, however, seized my head and kissed my lips instead.

My heart pounded faster as I allowed myself to be carried away by the sensation. When he let go of me, I saw my reflection in his eyes. My eyes were glossy, and my cheeks were scarlet. I was so timid.

"You can kiss me later when we're back. Do your work now," teased Colin.

Pfft. Who said I wanted to kiss him? What a narcissist.

"Lulu, your dinner is here. Come and eat. I bought your favorite apple juice too." Winston's voice sounded suddenly, breaking the silence.

Colin saw how much food Winston packed and heard the way he called my name. His expression darkened as the anger I took so long to quell rose once more.

It seemed like Colin was so jealous that he couldn't think straight. There were only three of us in Crystal House. If he wasn't eating, I would eat with Winston. Who else?

Colin ignored my question and dragged my hand. "I'm not full from dinner. I'll join you guys."

Did he have to make everything into a competition? Fine. He could join us. He was acting childish again, but I quite liked it. Seeing the grouchy expression on him, I laughed out loud internally. He was probably very jealous.

Colin grabbed his stool and inserted it between Winston's and my seat. We would sandwich him. Then, I grabbed some pasta and put it on a small plate for Colin. Meanwhile, I ate directly from the takeout container.

It was the end of August in Jinovy. It was still warm. I sweated profusely as I wolfed down the saucy pasta. The grease of which made my lips look extra plump and glossy.