She is My Sister by Joannie Kay Read Free Book Online

child?”
    “Oh yes, and spoiled as can be.   Dad indulges her all the time, and Mom
is her slave.   It’s ridiculous they
can’t see that.   Dad would never
permit me to stay out as late as Brooke does.   She doesn’t pay anything to live at
home, either.   The rest of us had to
pay something the moment we got a job of any kind.”
    “Yes, but the youngest doesn’t usually get the business, if
there is one.   The oldest has to
live up to family tradition, gets the Junior after his
name, or the Third, Fourth, or whatever number it is up to.”
    “You must be the youngest?” she guessed.
    “The youngest of three boys.   No sisters,” he admitted.
    “I have four sisters, three older and one younger.   No brothers.”
    “Your poor Dad!”
    “Don’t waste time feeling sorry for him; he already feels
sorry enough for himself.”
    “That is mean-spirited, young lady.   Give your poor Dad a break.”   They were at the apartment building and
Sara jumped out of his car.  
    “Thanks for the lift.”
    “Hold on there.   I would like to see your apartment.   As the owner of this building I have the right to inspect any apartments
on demand.”
    “By all means.”   She did her best to control her temper.   He followed her up to the third floor,
and when she opened her door, he followed her inside.   “Make yourself right at home,” she
sarcastically invited.
    Vince ignored her tone and looked around the space.   While it was true the apartment was
small, it was also cute as could be, and it suited the feisty redhead.   Vince knew he couldn’t make her
homeless, but he was going to have to be clever or she would think he was using
her apartment to control her and get into her pants.   Vince was attracted to Sara.   She didn’t give a damn that his family
was wealthy, or that he owned his own company and invested in all sorts of
businesses.   They’d connected in a
purely physical, man to woman, palm to butt manner.   She’d already made a place for herself
in his heart, but given the fact she was stubborn, it was going to take some
convincing before she would believe him.  
    When the legal packet of papers arrived a couple of weeks
after that fateful trip to Vince Williamson’s apartment, Sara threw them to one
side while she finished the assignment she was working on, trying not to think
about what was inside.   She was
positive that the packet contained her notice of eviction.   Sara didn’t know what she would do.   No one had any room for her to move in
on them … except for Mom and Dad, and that was the one
place she didn’t want to go!  
    Once she opened the papers, she picked up her telephone and
called Holly, “Thank you so much!”   Her throat was clogged with unshed tears.
    “For what?” Holly asked.
    “Oh, you know, so don’t pretend.   Thank you so much.”
    “Sara, I don’t know what you are talking about.”
    “Okay, I understand.”   She talked a few more minutes, and then hung up, after asking Holly to
thank the others if they were involved, too.   She felt very loved.
    To her surprise, Vince Williamson called a couple of days
later, and asked her out to dinner.   Sara accepted, just to see what he wanted from her.   Vince made sure she had fun, and invited
her out again for the next evening.   Sara looked at him.   “What is
this about?”
    “It’s about us getting to know each other better; I really
like you, Sara.”
    “Even though I was horrible to you and slapped you the
second I met you?” she asked, wanting honesty from him.
    “I think you suffered the consequences of that,” he softly
reminded her.
    “Yes, I did.   My
butt was sore for a few days.   You
don’t know your own strength.”
    “I felt justified.”   This time he grinned.   “I
guess you should know before we start dating that I do believe in spanking if
it is earned.”
    “You’d just better make damn sure I think it is earned,
too!” she retorted.
    “I don’t