BAD HEART: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 2) by Aurora Hayes, Ana W. Fawkes Read Free Book Online

again.
    Instead, I slowly turn. I
face the sink, looking over my shoulder as he steps up behind me. His hand
lifts my skirt. His fingers touch along the lines of my panties, grazing my ass
up to my hip.
    “ I
hate and love these panties, ” he says. “ You
act like you ’ r e
afraid of your own body. I t fucking turns me on, Jade. ”
    Jade.
    He said my name.
    He always calls me ‘ sweetie. ’
    His hand touches my ass,
cupping. His fingers touch down and around, pressing against my center. His
thumb cuts between my cheeks, pressing over my panties, making me jump.
    “ Jake, ” I whisper.
    “ What? ”
    “ I
don ’ t have
time, ” I say. “ How long can
I be in here before they notice? ”
    “ As
long as I want you in here, ” he says.
    Even the reflection of his eyes
in the mirror is intense.
    I open my mouth to argue with
him. He ’ s
drunk and doesn ’ t
have any common sense right now. If we ever got caught …
    His fingers pull at my panties.
He peels them away from my body. Two fingers touch my center, pressing,
massaging. I ’ m
already soaking wet and it feels so fucking good.
    I stand up and press back
against Jake. His body feels so good. Like we ’ re meant to be like this.
    His fingertips slip into my
pussy and I groan. I turn my head and look up at him. His eyes are beautiful
and wild.
    And when he kisses me then …
    My phone is ringing.
    I open my eyes and want to scream.
    A perfectly hot dream-slash-memory
going to waste.
    I try to turn and feel a little
mess between my legs. The warm and wet uncomfortable feeling down there, all
because of something that happened with Jake.
    I reach for my phone and it ’ s a number I don ’ t know.
    My clock tells me it ’ s close to two in the morning.
    “ What
the hell …”
    I ’ m
half tempted to just ignore the call but my instincts tell me to take it.
    Just in case something is wrong.
    I answer the phone and I hear a
scrambled voice yell, “ Jade!
It ’ s me. Don ’ t hang up. I ’ m in trouble. ”
    It ’ s Jake ’ s
voice.
    “ Jake? ” I ask.
    “ Yeah,
sweetie, it ’ s me. ”
    “ What ’ s …”
    “ I
got arrested. ”
    “ What? ”
    “ You
heard what I fucking said. A dumb bar fight thing, okay? Listen to me. They ’ re willing to let me out if I
can get a ride. There ’ s
people out front wanting to get my picture. Apparently I ’ m important enough now to get attention because of
our parents. ”
    Our parents.
    Gosh, that makes me cringe so bad,
considering the dream I was just having.
    I ’ m
still processing everything. From dream to reality.
    “ You ’ re at the police station? ” I ask.
    “ Yes, ” Jake says. “ I need someone to come pick me
up. I need to go out the back. They want me out of here to get the press away. ”
    “ For
a fight …”
    “ Jade,
we can talk about this later. Can you come get me? If not, they ’ re going to transfer me. So nobody
can get to me then. ”
    “ I ’ m on my way, ” I say.
    The line goes dead.
    I jump out of bed. I ’ m in black, fuzzy PJ bottoms and
a spaghetti strap top. No bra. No panties. Just PJ ’ s.
    I grab a hoodie from the floor and
throw it on as I leave the room. There ’ s
an entire wing of the house that separates me and my father … and stepmother .
    That means I can come and go
without a worry. They won ’ t
know a damn thing about this until someone in my father ’ s camp calls to report. I ’ m surprised it hasn ’ t
happened yet. Or maybe it has and he ’ s
sitting there in bed wondering what to do.
    I ’ m
out the door and in my car, backing down the driveway. I turn and speed away.
    I can ’ t
believe I have to go to the police station right now. To bail out freaking Jake
for a stupid bar fight. I already know the story. He was probably trying to
pick up someone woman … or
maybe he was doing stuff to her.
    It makes my nerves pinch.
    I hate the thought of him with
another woman.
    I fucking hate it.
    When I get to the police