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    A part of my brain is screaming at me that I’m full of it, but the panicked part of my subconscious is overriding all sane thoughts.
    “Next time we do it, we’ll use protection, okay?” he murmurs, kissing me gently.
    There’s going to be a next time?   Yay!  Rather than dance in his arms like a moron, I nod against his chest, and smile wide to myself.
     
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
    NOW
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    “Are you hungry?”
    My stomach rumbles, answering for me.
    “I’ll take that as a yes.”  He chuckles, the rich, deep sound filling the vehicle.  “Let me feed you.”  He reaches over and takes my hand, squeezing it slightly.  The act causes a faint current of electricity to travel up my arm, igniting the traitorous butterflies in my stomach.
    “Sure,” I agree with a half-hearted shrug.
     
    I guess he is worried I’m a flight risk, considering he doesn’t take me inside the restaurant to eat.  Rather, he orders us take-out and has it delivered to his window, then he drives us to a vacant park on the edge of town.
    “Come.”  He takes the bag filled with Chinese food over to the bench, while I follow slowly behind him, contemplating running, or maybe hiding behind the bushes until he gives up on me.
    But, if there’s one thing I know about Brock Mason, it’s he is never likely to give up.  Not on anyone or anything.  It’s now that it hits me full force, the realization that he won’t give up, he won’t walk away from today without the answers he desires.  It’s now that I realize I’m royally screwed.

CHAPTER EIGHT
    NOW
     
    BROCK
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Christ !  I can hardly believe my eyes.  Cassidy Delaney, the star of many of my fantasies, is standing in front of me looking lost, scared, and bewildered.  Ignoring her obvious discomfort, I unpack the dishes of food and set them out for us to eat.
    Twelve hours ago, I thought this day was a bad idea.  It was something I had to go through with though, considering it was a challenge on behalf of a charity I donated to.  A blind agreement, of sorts, if you will.  Basically, I was challenged to go on a television dating show, in exchange for a large sum of money to be donated to the charity in question.  Of course, I had agreed.  Who wouldn’t – it’s a charity for God’s sake.  However, twelve hours ago, I contemplated just writing a check for a few thousand dollars and hoping they would accept that instead.  Still, for some reason, I’d decided to go ahead with the show. 
    Now, I’m glad I did.  I never thought she would choose me, yet she did.  Cassi .  That’s what she called herself.  Not Cassidy.  Cassi.   When I walked around that curtain and saw her sitting there, it felt like the room was spinning and I had somehow been transported back through time, six years ago when I was a horny eighteen-year-old, looking to get his dick wet by any girl willing.  Case in point, Cassidy Delaney. 
    Her mother married my father and she came into my world like a whirlwind.  The fact that she lived with us did nothing to curb my dick’s need for her.
    Back then she was seventeen, with a body that sung to my cock like a nun praising the Lord.  I wanted her badly.  She was my new stepsister and the entire concept was forbidden.  That alone made my dick even harder.  From the moment I saw her, I couldn’t wait to get between those creamy thighs and own her.
    It had taken me two months to wear her down.  When I finally got her naked, all logical thoughts had evaded me, and I could think of nothing else besides getting inside her warm, hot cunt.  By the time it was over, I was already thinking about the next time I could have her.  It wasn’t until she mentioned a condom that I remembered I hadn’t even worn one.
    Thankfully, she never got pregnant.  Two weeks later at a party, I fucked her again.  This time up against a wall.  We were both drunk, but it was still fucking amazing.  Hot,