Free Sexy Stepbrothers by C.C. Amore Page A

then and there. But I managed to gather myself enough to at least get them away from my sight. I walked to the kitchen, and while I no longer saw them, Hannah’s laughter was still unmistakable.
    I bet she was doing everything in her power to get she wanted: curling her hair between her fingers, biting her lip and stealing glances at his strong chest muscles wherever she could. Andrew would eventually get caught in her trap, I knew it. That was her style, after all.
    I was the uglier friend next to her stunning beauty, like the previous times. I was still puzzled why I had thought this would have gone differently. Perhaps I thought him being abroad for so long would have changed the boy I grew up with. But that didn’t seem to have happened, at least if one were to make any assumptions about him laughing at me with Hannah.
    Did I think it would have gone differently because Andrew was my stepbrother? But why would that make a difference? If anything, that should have been the final lock on anything ever happening between us.
    And now I couldn’t get away from what was unfolding in front of me: I was stuck until Hannah wanted leave. In hindsight, going to the party together seemed like the worst idea ever. Now I was paying for the consequences.
    You had been blinded by you thought was going to happen, weren’t you? Perhaps next time you’ll know not to have such silly dreams.
    Well, at least I could go to the study and read my books until she was ready to leave. Yeah, that sounded like an awesome idea.
    While my heart was still in my stomach from what had just happened, I took my dishes from the table and walked to the kitchen.
    “Nice welcome party, isn’t it?”
    That deep voice sent shivers down my legs. It could only belong to one person.
    “W-well I don’t really…” I said as tried to lay the dishes down to the sink, but the sudden sound of his voice right next to me made me drop some of the dishes.
    “You are still clumsy, aren’t you sis?”
    I blushed. “You just surprised me, that’s all. We haven’t spoken in years, you know.”
    I tried grabbing the dishes from Andrew’s hands, but the brief moment when our hands touched made my heart skip a beat and I almost dropped the dishes.
    “Again, sis?” He chuckled.
    Everyone always looked tall standing right next to me, but my stepbrother was something else entirely. I firmly believed that I could hide between his broad shoulders and I could have snuggled against him for the rest of my life without a worry in the world.
    His blue eyes never stopped sparkling, and his playful nature inside them had to have been evident to everyone. I couldn’t imagine I was the only one who could get lost in those beautiful eyes. Seeing Hannah acting the way she did, I now knew I wasn’t.
    As if his blue eyes weren’t inviting enough already, my stepbrother had the nerve to have blond hair to accentuate them even further. That was just too much for me.
    He was way too handsome for me and it wasn’t just the physical aspect that made him a complete package: It was his free-spirited nature that had gotten me to fall for him years ago, when we were growing up together.
    I had seen pictures of him from his journeys: climbing on the Himalayas, surfing in Australia, hiking in South America. He was still the same explorer I had known all those years ago. Only this time, the tree in our backyard was no longer high enough for him. I doubted if any obstacle was ever too high for him to overcome.
    There were a few times I remembered when had touched me. Helping me climb the tree, or getting me inside our tree house, I had come to known that his touch was nothing like I had ever felt before. It was so gentle and precise at the same time. I often wondered if he realized what his touch made me feel. He would move his hands with such determination and experience, it almost made me believe there was something between us.
    But there wasn’t. There couldn’t be. Society wouldn’t