all that easy to let her go. Lola is something else, seriously. And the sex is out of this world good. I mean absolutely, off the scale insane. She knows how to do things that would make porn stars blush with embarrassment.
After that day we just couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Family gatherings, parties, holidays, birthdays, you name it. Any excuse we could find to go at each other we took. After a while, Dad and Katherine just stopped caring about what kind of moral conventions we might be breaking. They knew I wasn’t coming down here to visit them anyway, and when they saw how much we were into each other, they just figured they’d leave us alone.
Lola wanted to keep it a secret from day one, but we both kind of ruined that on the wedding day itself. We were sort of semi-rumbled after that stolen kiss by the bar, and then fully rumbled when we realized just how evident our disappearance over lunch had been. Two hours, paper thin walls, torn shirt. You get the picture.
She was mortified when she realized everyone knew, and it was almost enough to keep us apart.
Almost.
Lola couldn’t resist me, of course. Whatever anyone else thought, whatever stupid hang ups they had about two completely unrelated people banging each other so hard the walls shook, Lola eventually decided to not let it bother her.
We had been fucking for longer than we had been stepbrother and stepsister anyway. We were in love with each other, we cared for each other, we wanted each other and we weren’t breaking any fucking laws by doing what we were doing. That’s all that mattered.
A year ago I came here for my Dad’s wedding, stood in this exact spot and saw an angel come out of the crowd. I had no idea she’d end up changing my life.
Dad looks like he’s going strong with Katherine, and Lola and I show no signs of faltering.
Warm beer or not, watching Lola out on that dance floor surrounded by her friends and our family, having the time of her life, and knowing that when she’s done she’ll come back to me, makes me the happiest man in the world.
Fuck, it even makes me want to get married.
Maybe we’ll see what happens in a year’s time. Marriage, kids, the whole fucking works. That’ll make my dad really shit bricks.
––––––––
Lola
T his was always meant to happen and there was nothing either of us could ever do to stop it.
After that day, and as much as I tried to resist, I was absolutely powerless to do so. Max captivated me. In the end, I just gave up trying to fight it.
He was right too. Why should it be anyone else’s business but our own? We weren’t related by blood, and we weren’t doing anything wrong. At least not technically.
I mean sometimes the sex felt so good it should have been illegal, but seriously, if we wanted to be together, why should we let anyone try and stop us? We might have been step-siblings on paper, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t be lovers for real.
I watch him by the bar watching me. A year has passed and he’s got even sexier. His hair a bit longer, his eyes a bit brighter, his muscles more defined. The strength of the feelings I have for him deeper, more complete.
He always says he never saw himself settling down with just one person, but I know when he looks at me he feels exactly the same way I do about him. I know that from the very first day we met, there was no other way that this could have gone, and no matter what he says, there was nothing else he wanted either.
I compare our relationship with the ones I had before, especially with Tyson, and this is in a completely different league. I ache for him when he’s not there, and the things that he does to me when he is, make me feel like I’m living on a higher plane of consciousness.
He’s still cocky, confident, mischievous and badly behaved, but he wouldn’t be Max if he wasn’t those things and I love him because of them.
I take my leave from the dance floor - Alex is tiring me out
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