From Stepbrother to Daddy (Stepbrothers Behaving Badly Book 1) by Ted Evans

Author:Ted Evans [Evans, Ted]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“We need to stop doing this,” I purred as he started to study me with lust. It was written all over his face. My mom was out with his dad and they wouldn’t be back ’till late. Real late, and we were using that time to get to know each other. All over again.

“It’s not that I don’t enjoy it. It just feels wrong.”

“And that makes you want me even more.”

His eyes were undressing me as we stared at each other. Our eyes continued to be locked as we both headed up the stairs and toward my room.

“Besides, coming in through the front door is so much easier than climbing the tree. Sorry about the photo. Did I break it?”

I quickly changed the subject, remembering the other night when he climbed into my room and nearly broke the photo. The last one that was taken before he was taken away from me. A hit and run they’d called it. They never caught the person, but I knew that one day they’d find out who did it. Until that day, I kept his photo near my bedside just a reminder that I’d never forget and that not only would I go to college to get a degree, I’d make sure that the person spends the rest of their miserable life behind bars.

“I told you to forget it,” I said.

Then I turned away from him but he spun me around. “I know it never stops hurting. I still miss my mom.”

“The only difference is that she was sick and you knew that she was dying.”

He shook his head, “I never knew. She’d booked herself into a hospice and didn’t even bother to say goodbye.”

“Shit, I never knew.”

“You never asked and that’s your problem. You think that you’re the only one with pain. That has had shit happen to them. You’re not the only one.”

He took a deep breath and I expected him to take my hand and tell me that he would make me feel better, but he didn’t. Instead he blurted out, “I’m not in the mood anymore. Maybe tomorrow.”

Before I could say another word, he was back down the stairs and out of the house. I didn’t even bother going to my room. I felt stupid. Pride stopped me from chasing after him and telling him that I didn’t mean what I’d said. I should have told him that I’d acted like a fool. Yet, again pride stopped me from doing that. And as I slumped on the stairs, I began to realize that pride had stopped me from doing a lot of things. I needed to change, not only for my sanity, but for his too. There was only one problem. I didn’t know how to do it. All those brains and those good grades didn’t help when it came to certain things. Especially when it came to showing a little common sense.

I sat there for what felt like ages, although it could have been only a few minutes.

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