Loving Siblings: Aidan & Dionne by Catharina Shields Read Free Book Online Page B

clear.”
    “ Can’t you at least try to be just a
little civil toward him—?”
    “— No.”
    “ Why?!” she cried.
    “ Because we’re both competing for the
same thing, Dionne, and I guarantee you, he won’t win. That makes
him a loser in my book, and I don’t waste my time with losers. You
shouldn’t, either.”
    He said those words with so much confident
determination, it took her breath away. Literally. She stared at
him, totally flabbergasted. “I-I thought we agreed—”
    “— Gotta go, Dionne! See you around!”
and with that, Aidan sprinted his way back to the large facility,
leaving his sister completely stunned.
    And yet . . . feeling twice the female she
did before her eye-opening visit to the locker room, because
despite that blonde Aphrodite waiting for him there, he came out to
her. With a smile, Dionne turned and opened the door, feeling so
much better than she had in days.
     
    **~~**
     

Chapter
Four : Dionne’s Secret
Dilemma
     
    “ What a predicament,” Dionne sighed as
she dropped on her bed, wrapped in a big, white fluffy towel. She’d
just showered, and was busy combing back her long, wet hair,
looking mighty pensive.
    It was a hot evening, and by the time she
parked her Honda Prelude in the family drive, she was nearly
sticking to her seat. Although the shower was physically
refreshing, it did nothing to relax her mind. Not one iota. Perhaps
she should’ve had a bath instead. That always seemed to help.
    “ No,” she said softly to herself. “Not
this time. Nothing can.”
    She arrived home to find an empty house, and
a reality check. Then she felt this profound sense of nostalgia.
She was deeply conflicted about the emotions Aidan evoked for some
time now, but what troubled her more was the fact that she’d
allowed herself to welcome them. She knew she wouldn’t be able to
put the genie back in the bottle. How could she be so stupid to
allow herself to feel this way?
    On one hand, her feminine pride was elated
he’d come out to her on the parking lot while there was a beautiful
blonde in the locker room waiting for him. On the other, the
reality part that bothered her now, was that he’d gone back to that
beautiful blonde in the locker room waiting for him. There was very
little doubt what they were going to do in that big ol’ empty
locker room—
    Dionne closed her eyes and dropped her hand
holding the comb to her lap when a white-hot flash lanced her
heart. She didn’t want to think about it. She shouldn’t and she
couldn’t. It would only hurt her as it always did when she saw him
with another girl.
    She sighed as she opened her eyes and
resumed combing out her long, damp locks with a blank stare in her
eyes. When she was finished, she rose from her bed and walked to
her dresser where she tugged on her towel and let it slip down her
naked body to puddle on the floor, catching her reflection in the
mirror hung on her bedroom door.
    She frowned. “Seriously. Who’d want to
touch that ?”
    She set her comb aside and took the
bottle of body lotion, squirting a few dollops in the palm of her
hand before bending and smoothing the cream up her slender calves,
knees, thighs, and hips before she squirted more in her hand and
smoothed the soft scented lotion over her arms and the rest of her
body. She paid extra attention, and needed much more lotion, on her backside.
    Feeling curious, she turned around to check
her big butt in the mirror. She let her slender hands rub in the
lotion as she watched her plump, blushing cheeks slip under her
wet, massaging hands and fingers. Much to her surprise, the sight
titillated her.
    “ Dear lord,” she said, dropping her
hands. Her cheeks burned hot red and she tingled all over. Was she
getting excited by the sight of her own behind now?
    “ What is wrong with you, Dee?” she
reprimanded herself.
    Deep down, she knew she wasn’t turned on by
her own behind. She knew it had everything to do with thinking
about her brother, and