home?”
I was aghast. I couldn’t process what I was
hearing. I never had the faintest idea that she left because of me.
“ Drove you out of the house? I
thought you ran off because you were sick of living with my father and the way
your mom kept taking his side on everything, all the time?”
“I left because I couldn’t stand being near
you. I hated watching you with all those women. I hated hearing you brag to
your buddies about your conquests . I hated the way you treated me like shit.
I hated you … I was in love with you!”
I did not see that coming.
“You were what?” Surely, I hadn’t heard
that right?
“You heard me. I’m not saying it again.”
She crossed her arms and glared at me defiantly. “I won’t be making a fool of
myself again, either.”
I was speechless. As hard as I tried to
make sense of everything I was hearing, I just couldn’t. Nothing made sense. It
just wasn’t possible. That’s when I decided. That’s when I didn’t give a shit
any longer about what my dad would think or what he’d do. I’d been living under
his shadow and by his rules all my life. Now was the time to saddle up, lock
and load as my Granddaddy used to say.
Chapter 21
Anna
He moved with the speed and grace of a
predatory cat, like a panther. And I was his prey. Before I had time to process
what was happening, he was practically on top of me. He’d closed the gap in
less than a second and the next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine. Despite my
best efforts to resist his primal pillaging of my virtue, my own body betrayed
me as my lips opened to receive him and my traitorous tongue sought his,
passionately and without reservation.
The mutiny spread like wildfire. My nipples
erupted, pressing hard against my bra and blouse. I could feel them brushing
tantalizingly against Tyler’s muscled chest as he ravaged me with his mouth. My
breathing was a ragged mess as I fought to reply to his passion with my own and
my heart raced as I crushed my breasts against him.
Then the heat spread. All the way down. The
yearning built up in my tummy and I found myself involuntarily bucking my hips
so I could feel his warmth and firmness where I needed it most. I’d never felt
so out of control in my life. I was possessed. And I loved it.
The emptiness I felt down there craved to be filled. To be filled with him. All of him.
But he was my stepbrother. It wasn’t right.
Wasn’t it one of the reasons I ran away? This thing I felt, it wasn’t
frowned upon or considered forbidden for no reason. It was wrong.
I pushed him away, breaking off his hungry,
needful kiss.
“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted this?”
He looked confused.
I was confused, too. I had no idea what I
wanted. That’s why I ran. Because it was wrong. Because I was afraid of what
people would say. Because I was confused.
“I don’t know.” I lowered my head. I
couldn’t look him in the eyes. Those enticing eyes. They were all but
irresistible. I couldn’t look at them.
His fingers gently curled under my chin and
tilted my head back so my gaze met his. I could see the longing and underlying
hurt in his eyes. He was afraid, too. Afraid of being hurt. Afraid of starting
something we might never be allowed to finish.
I wanted to run. I wanted to get out of
there and run far away and start over. Somewhere safe. Somewhere he couldn’t find me again.
My bottom lip quivered. I could barely
force the words out.
“I don’t want to be just another one of
your conquests … another one of your fuck and dump girls.”
He looked at me seriously. His eyes bore
into me, right into my heart and soul.
“I can see that I’ve got some explaining to
do. I really think you’ve got the wrong idea, which is all my fault. If I’d
known how you felt …”
Chapter 22
Tyler
I’d made a rod for my own back. All the
hard work I’d put in building up a reputation as guy who always got lucky with
the ‘ladies’ was coming back to bite me
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