Chapter 273
In Chapter 273 of “Dreams Folding Into Broken Time,” the protagonist, Savannah, stands before a mirror, feeling confident and attractive. Her friend Lizzie, filled with excitement, is eager to impress Reese, Savannah’s fiancé’s brother. As they enter the living room, Lizzie’s admiration for Reese is evident, and Savannah feels a mix of annoyance and protectiveness. When Reese appears, shirtless and charming, Lizzie is instantly captivated, while Savannah struggles to maintain her composure amidst the flirtation.
As the interaction unfolds, Lizzie introduces herself, and Reese playfully acknowledges her, deepening her infatuation. Savannah senses the tension and decides to retreat to the kitchen, hoping to escape the flirtatious atmosphere. However, her relief is short-lived as Reese follows her, holding a paper bag that reveals a secret Savannah had intended to keep private. The contents of the bag suggest a significant development, and Savannah’s anxiety escalates as Reese teases her about the implications of the discovery.
The chapter captures Savannah’s internal turmoil as she grapples with the unexpected attention from Reese and the potential consequences of what he has found. Her desperation to maintain her privacy clashes with Reese’s playful yet intrusive demeanor. The tension between them builds as Savannah’s frustration grows, leaving readers on edge about how this encounter will unfold and what it means for her relationship with both Reese and Lizzie.
**TITLE: Dreams Folding Into Broken Time p>
**Chapter 273 p>
Standing before the mirror, she examined her reflection with a sense of satisfaction, a smile creeping across her lips. “God, I look hot,” she declared, her voice filled with confidence.
“Smoking hot,” I replied, my tone dry and teasing. “But can we please head inside before you start contouring your chest with my staring p>
With a laugh that was infectious, she hopped out of the car, her excitement palpable. I trailed behind her, clutching that damn paper bag as if it were a lifeline, trying to push away the swirling thoughts that threatened to overwhelm me.
As we stepped into the living room, Lizzie was still fussing with her hair, adjusting her outfit as if she were preparing for a grand performance. “Will you cut that out? You look amazing,” I said, my patience wearing thin. “If he doesn’t see that, he’s blind and not worth your time p>
She shot me a smirk, her confidence unwavering. “Thanks, Sav p>
I opened my mouth to respond, but my words caught in my throat when I saw him.
Reese.
There he was, standing by the television, shirtless and glistening with sweat, as if he had just stepped off the cover of a sports magazine. His hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and he had earphones wedged in his ears. He was casually flipping through channels, taking long gulps of water straight from the bottle, his abs on full display.
Lizzie’s reaction was immediate. “Holy shit, I think I just dropped my panties,” she exclaimed, her eyes wide with admiration.
I shot her a warning glance. “Lizzie, behave yourself p>
But Reese’s reflexes were uncanny. Even with the earphones in, he turned sharply toward us the moment we entered the room, his gaze locking onto mine. That signature smirk spread across his lips, sending a jolt through me.
He pulled one earbud out, letting it dangle around his neck. “Hello, Sister-in-law.” His voice was lazy, teasing, the kind that always managed to get under my skin.
I cleared my throat, trying to maintain some semblance of composure. “Hello,” I replied, striving to sound polite and civilized, primarily for Lizzie’s sake.
His gaze drifted from me to her, taking his sweet time as it traveled deliberately from her head to her toes. He didn’t even bother to hide the way he appraised her, and that smirk deepened as he took her in. “Hello p>
Lizzie practically glowed. “Hi! I’m Lizzie p>
Reese raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes. “I know you p>
Her face lit up like fireworks. “You do p>
He nodded, a grin spreading wider. “Yes, Elizabeth p>
She blinked, slightly taken aback. “It’s Lizzie. Everyone calls me Lizzie p>
“I’m not everyone,” he retorted smoothly. “And it’s actually Elizabeth, isn’t it p>
Her voice softened, almost shy. “Yes p>
“Good then, Elizabeth.” He said her name as if he were trying to seduce her right then and there. And just like that, she was lost—completely entranced.
I rolled my eyes, feeling the urge to intervene. “Okay, Lizzie, I’ll just… be in the kitchen.” I made a hasty exit, eager to escape the impending train wreck unfolding before me.
Once in the kitchen, I set the paper bag down on the counter with a sigh of relief. Finally, I had some space to breathe, away from witnessing my cousin make those infuriatingly flirtatious eyes at my fiancé’s brother.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, hoping to calm my racing heart. But peace was not on the menu today. Because when I turned around, there he was.
Reese stood by the kitchen island, a towel draped around his neck, water bottle still in hand. And in his other hand—
My heart plummeted.
He was holding the paper bag, the contents inside exposed, his eyes fixated on the box within.
“Reese,” I said, my voice low and trembling, already knowing I was too late to stop the inevitable.
He looked up at me, that mischievous smirk spreading across his face like a predator about to pounce. “Well, well, well. Looks like someone’s been working extra hard at making me an uncle p>
The color drained from my face. “Put it down. Right now p>
He remained rooted in place, unyielding. “Relax, I’m just saying congratulations in advance p>
“It’s not—” My voice cracked under the weight of my anxiety. “It’s not what you think p>
“Oh?” he asked, circling the island slowly, the box still in his grip. “Then what is it, Savannah p>
My throat tightened, panic rising. “It’s nothing. Just—just stress. I’ve been stressed, okay p>
“Stress,” he repeated, a teasing lilt in his voice. “That’s what they’re calling it now p>
I clenched my fists, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my fingertips. “Reese, please. That’s private p>
He leaned casually against the counter, utterly unfazed, his eyes glinting with wicked amusement. “Private, huh? Then why leave it out in the open p>
I glared at him, frustration bubbling over. “You’re unbelievable p>
In the charged atmosphere of the kitchen, the air crackled with unspoken tension, the weight of secrets threatening to suffocate Savannah. As she faced Reese, her heart raced not just from fear, but from the mingled emotions of anger, embarrassment, and an undeniable attraction that she fought to suppress. The playful banter between them had shifted into something deeper, something that felt perilously close to crossing boundaries she wasn’t ready to address. Savannah’s inner turmoil mirrored the chaos of her life, where dreams of stability seemed to fold into the reality of uncertainty. In that moment, she realized that her feelings for Reese were more complicated than she had ever allowed herself to acknowledge, and the stakes had never felt higher.
As she stood her ground, Savannah felt a flicker of resolve ignite within her. This confrontation was not just about the paper bag or the implications of its contents; it was a reckoning of her own desires and fears. With each passing second, she understood that she could no longer hide behind her anxiety or the facade of composure. She had to confront not only Reese but also the tangled web of her emotions that had been woven over time. The dance of attraction and tension between them was a reflection of her own struggle to embrace her truth amidst the chaos. In that moment, she chose to stand tall, ready to face whatever came next, knowing that the unfolding of her story was only just beginning.
**What to Expect in Next Chapter p>
As the tension thickens in the kitchen, readers can expect a whirlwind of emotions and revelations in the next chapter of *Dreams Folding Into Broken Time*. With Reese holding the paper bag like a ticking time bomb, Savannah finds herself cornered, her secrets on the verge of exposure. Will she muster the courage to confront him, or will his relentless teasing push her to the brink? The stakes are higher than ever as their playful banter takes a sharper turn, revealing deeper layers of their complicated relationship.
Meanwhile, Lizzie’s innocent infatuation with Reese adds another layer of complexity to the mix. As she navigates her feelings, will she remain oblivious to the brewing tension between Savannah and Reese, or will she inadvertently become a catalyst for the truth to surface? Expect unexpected alliances and confrontations as Savannah grapples with her emotions, and Reese’s teasing transforms into something more profound. The next chapter promises to unravel secrets, ignite passions, and challenge the bonds of family in ways that will leave readers breathless and eager for more.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.