Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Penny

The first thing I notice is the sheets.

Soft. Heavy, Luxurious in that lazy, sink into me kind of way. The duvet is warm, folded around my bare legs like clouds and velvet. I stretch beneath it and let out a soft sigh. God, I knew the set we picked a few weeks ago was good, but this? This is heaven. I should’ve insisted we tried them the night we bought

them.

The second thing I notice is the ache.

Deep in my hips, stretching through my thighs and lower back. A beautiful, pulsing reminder of everything that happened last night — the couch, the tub, the way he reached for me again in the middle of the night like he couldn’t get enough. And honestly?

I didn’t want him to stop.

I press my face into the pillow, smile against it, and sigh again.

I’m so happy.

I roll over, reach for him-

But the sheets on his side are cool.

My heart stutters.

I blink, sit up, rubbing my eyes, the duvet falling away from my body.

He’s here. I see him across the room, sitting in the chair by the window.

Fully dressed. Boots on. Back straight.

And that look on his face…

Ice.

I know that look.

I’ve seen it before – right before he lost his temper with a guy who called me a name at the bar. Right before he hit a punching bag so hard the wall cracked behind it.

But never directed at me.

My voice comes out softer than I expect. “Are you okay?”

He doesn’t answer.

My stomach twists.

1 crawl across the bed, not bothering to cover myself, Modesty feels stupid right now.

“Asher?” I try again.

He stands.

Too fast. Too sharp.

My heart jumps.

“What did I do?” I ask, quieter now.

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He paces.

“You?” he spits, incredulous. “You did nothing wrong

His hands go to the back of his neck like he’s trying to hold himself together.

“It’s me,” he says. “I’m what’s wrong. Penny. His voice breaks. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

I blink hard. My throat tightens.

“What are you talking about?”

He looks at me

really looks

and my whole body goes still.

“I think you should leave.”

It hits like a punch.

My chest caves in, breath knocked out of me.

“What?” I whisper.

I stand slowly, confusion crawling under my skin. “Why would you say that?”

He doesn’t answer right away.

He just nods toward the mirror with a single sharp tilt of his chin.

“Go look.”

I walk toward it in a daze, bare feet padding on the floor. I stop in front of the glass, unsure of what I’m even looking for-

Then I see them.

Bruises.

Faint, but unmistakable.

His fingerprints on my hips. On my thighs. Hickeys blooming purple near my collarbone. Tiny teeth marks just above my shoulder.

I’m supposed to feel scared, I think. Or upset.

But all I feel is… warm.

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It doesn’t hurt. Not even a little. Just remnants of one of the best nights of my life.

I turn back to him, heart wide open.

“Oh, Asher,” I say, almost laughing. “Are you serious?”

He takes a step back when I move toward him.

But not this time.

“Stop running from me,” I say. My voice is firmer than I expect. “Sit down.”

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Chapter 205: Penny

And somehow, he listens.

I climb onto his lap, bare and unbothered, straddling him with my knees bracketing his thighs. I cup his face between my hamis.

“I get worse bruises in ballet rehearsal,” I tell him. “This? Is nothing.”

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