Free Stepbrother With Benefits 15 (Third Season) by Mia Clark

fuck and I wouldn't change it for anything."
    "Not anything?" I ask, laughing.  "I don't know.  What about a billion dollars?"
    "No," he says.  "Also, it's not just sex.  It's everything.  Cuddling with you is perfect as fuck.  Waking up with you in my arms is perfect as fuck.  Falling asleep with you and knowing that you're there with me the entire night is perfect as fuck.  Talking to you about everything, and spending as much time with you as possible, eating breakfast, and even our once a week shower shaving sessions are perfect as fuck."
    "It's you, Princess," he continues, pointed.  "You're perfect as fuck, and I need you in my life."
    Um, well then...
    "I love you," I say, mumbling, not sure how to tell him exactly how I feel about him right now.
    "I love you, too," he says.  "I love you so fucking much."
    "Can you tell me what you meant before?" I ask.  "About the girl stuff?"
    "Yeah," he says, genuine.  "What I meant to say is that this is hard for me.  It's hard being away from you.  I think if you were here with me, it'd be different.  Everyone could see we're together, right?  They'd know, and then I could focus solely on you and you alone.  Right now, though, the way things are, and the way I left things last year, everyone thinks it's a joke or something.  Or that I'm making shit up, or that me saying I have a girlfriend now is some kind of game.  It's not a game to me, Princess.  It's more real than anything I've ever experienced before, and I guess I just want everyone to know it, but I don't know how to get the point across."
    "It's not a game to me, either," I say.  "Maybe... maybe I can come visit you?  Maybe I can take a week off from school.  This first week.  I know that's kind of bad and not a good idea, but maybe I can just take this first week off and I can get on a plane and stay with you for the first week of school and then we can be together and walk around your school and everyone will know?"
    When I first say this, it's sincere and serious, but once I'm finished, I know it's impossible.  I can't just... go... I technically can, I guess.  It's definitely a thing I could possibly do.  In reality, I can't, though.  I can't just not go to school.
    "I'd fucking love that," Ethan says.  "I really would.  I don't think we can do that, though."
    "I know," I say.  "I don't like it, but I know."
    "It's not that easy for you there, either, huh?" he asks.  "What's up with all the flyers and junk?  I'm trying to take care of it for you, Princess, but it's hard.  I don't know if I can help you as much as I want to."
    He sounds so hurt and upset.  I want to hug him so bad.
    "When I first saw the flyers, it hurt," I admit.  "I went to look at the website later, and that hurt even more.  I made a mistake, Ethan.  Not the text messages.  That was an accident.  I made a mistake dating Jake.  I..."
    I don't know if I want to tell him why I started dating Jake.  It was a stupid reason, and I don't want to hurt him.
    "What?" Ethan asks.
    "I don't know if I should tell you," I say.  "I don't want you to get mad at me."
    "I won't get mad at you," he says.  "Promise."
    "I guess..."  It's easy for him to say that now, don't you think?  "Jake seemed so sweet and like a gentleman at first.  I guess that's how I first thought of it.  I can see now that he wasn't really.  He was always kind of indifferent, but at the time it seemed like he was just being a gentleman.  I don't know how to explain it any better.  He didn't open doors for me or anything like that, it's just... it was careful.  Does that make sense?"
    "I guess so," Ethan says.  "Sounds kind of boring."
    "It was," I say, laughing.  "I guess that's what I liked about it, or at least what I thought I liked about it.  It was predictable, kind of.  Like we were acting according to a script, and doing all the things that led up to a regular relationship, which... Ethan, I had never been in a relationship before.