Free Stepbrother: Clubbed by Sybil Ling Page A

quite unlike the other boys. Kane’s aversion to sports and love of reading brought the two of us together as friends. We spent our lunch times discussing our favorite fantasy books, getting lost in a whole new world together. It really helped that the two of us were into the same things. Our favorite series by far was the Matrix. We must’ve watched the movies a dozen times, examining each and every line, deciphering through the double meanings. It was around that time our parents became a couple. Funny thing now that I think about it, our parents actually hooked up because of us. Happened during a sleepover at Kane’s place actually. My mom came to make sure that I was being a good girl and not up to anything naughty. Then she did something very naughty with Kane’s father. The moaning haunts me to this day…
    Sometime during our high school years, Kane discovered the, err, I suppose joy of hitting the gym. He grew up into a smolderingly handsome young man, developing a body to die for. High cheekbones, a thick jaw, short rough hair that had a bad boy charm to it, Kane was fucking hot. A pure hunk. Despite turning into a hunk, Kane never really went after girls, to their disappointment. And they tried to snag him up, real hard. They would just butt into our conversations at lunch with lame lines about how hot it is and how they wish they could strip their shirts off. It was rather pathetic and got into the way of our debating! The two of us just wanted to discuss the hidden symbolism in the Matrix movies, damn it!
    Then college happened. Girls started to notice Kane, soon sapping away all his attention. Slowly over the years we drifted apart, little by little. We still talk and text and hang out, but not nearly as often as before. I stayed shut, studying my ass off in a vain attempt to distract myself from the pain I felt inside. Every single picture I see online with Kane and some random girl of the week just makes me so damn angry. Yet, I can’t help but stalk my brother online, keeping my eyes on him.
    It doesn’t matter though. Soon I will be far away, severing any chance we have of being together. I will simply settle down, hopefully finding a nice handsome guy who is preferably not my stepbrother.
     
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    “Hey big boy, nice to see you again,” Casey said as the bouncer waved us through to the club. We walked down the stairs, the thumping sound of techno music filling the air. It was the same crummy beat repeat, again and again and again.
    “NOW WHAT?” I yelled out to Casey as we made our way around the glowing dance floor.
    “Strut your stuff girl!”
    “What?” I said, unable to hear my friend. She just laughed, making her way to the dance floor. Within minutes she had two guys sort of…I wouldn’t call it dancing. More like dry humping her in public. I on the other hand retreated to an empty table a little out of the way.
    A man started walking up to me. A chiseled handsome face, gorgeous hazel eyes and a smile to die for. Maybe I should take Casey’s advice and…borrow some of that magical man luring mojo she has.
    “Heather! Sis! Knew you’d be here!”
    “Kane? Is that…crap! I didn’t recognize you!”
    A surge of excitement and fear overtook me. I haven’t seen Kane in weeks, and his presence always warms my heart. On the other hand, I’m supposed to be strutting my stuff and fucking a stranger tonight. So I can forget about Kane. Bah! His presence alone has sort of ruined the plan.
    “Glad you’re here Sis! Didn’t think you’d come! I know this place is so not your thing!”
    “What?” I yelled out, as the generic techno beat repeated in the background for about the millionth time.
    “See, your ears aren’t even used to the noise,” he said.
    “What?”
    “Err, come with me. The corner over there is a little quieter. I think we need to talk,” he said. I almost said what again, but shut my tongue instead as Kane grabbed my hand, leading me through the crowd. His