Free Stepbrother: Clubbed by Sybil Ling Page B

warm touch was flaring up every single nerve ending in my body. My brain was flooding my body with dopamine. Just his touch, making me feel on top of the world. How pathetic…
    “Good that you came. Casey kept her word!”
    “Casey? But…she told me to come her so we can pick up!” I said. I couldn’t help but notice Kane twitch as I said those words.
    “You haven’t been answering my texts. Or my calls. Hell, even my emails!”
    “To be fair, I haven’t answered anyone’s anything lately/” It was the truth. I glanced at my phone, staring at the number of unread messages. Twenty of them from Kane, and one from Casey telling me to not wait up for her dated a week back.
    “So you are leaving me?”
    “What?”
    “You are leaving the city Sis…Didn’t it even cross your mind to say goodbye?”
    “It is just, umm,” I said, unable to come up with a decent lie. Luckily the music shifted in my favor, changing to something very familiar.
    “No freaking way!” Kane said. “What are the odds?”
    Blaring in the background was a remix of Rob Dougan’s Clubbed to Death. The remix used in the first Matrix movie. It has sort of become our song. Catchy, snazzy strings, a pumped up melody, this song was awesome! Heck, Kane and I used to study to this song! The song is catchy and electronic, but a little more down tempo and less chirpy than the usual DOOF, DOOF crap that this club played. It wasn’t exactly a dancing song, but damn it, it was putting me in the mood. A song that immediately made me think of the guy sitting next to me. This was way too perfect to be just a coincidence. I wouldn’t be surprised if Casey had her hand in it, or more likely, down the DJ’s pants.
    “OK, look don’t worry about it. How about we dance in celebration of your scholarship?” he said with a cheeky smile. His voice seemed energetic again. “Come on!”
    Kane yanked at my hands, dragging me to the center of the club. I stood there frozen, unsure exactly what to do. My brother started to move in synch to the somewhat melancholic tune.
    Arms moving like crazy, in synch to the rad violin solo. Kane was sort of dancing close, almost grinding on me. He just kept looking into my eyes, smiling right into my face. The dance floor was emptied of the high action dancers, except for a few stragglers who started to sway slowly like zombies.
    The two of us danced, getting nice and close to each other. People were watching, some smirking at our lame moves, but I didn’t care. I was dancing with my brother, his warm hot body inching ever so close to my own. I could feel his breathe down my neck, intoxicating my every move. As the song ended, inhibition took over. I grabbed hold of Kane and kissed him gently on the lips. My first kiss…
    “Heather?” he whispered, blushing greatly. “What was that?”
    “I…I…”
    Kane’s response wasn’t one of adoration. He didn’t kiss me back. He looked shell shocked. I just kissed my brother…he did not reciprocate . The sting of rejection overwhelmed me. My eyes watered up. I was standing on the dance floor, feeling like an utter fool.
    “Heather?”
    “I’ve got to go,” I blurted out, pushing past him, up the stairs, out. Only one thing was on my mind. Get away! Run! Don’t look back!
    I heard Casey and Kane yell out my name. I assume they were chasing me. I ducked into a phone booth, eluding the two of them. Within minutes, I had summoned a taxi, zooming off back to the safety of my nearly emptied out apartment.
    What the fuck was I thinking? What kind of first kiss was that? I should’ve just listened to Casey’s fake plan. Get myself plowed by some random douchebag who couldn’t put together two words. I should’ve just acted like a normal young adult, getting laid by any stud I want.
    But no, that was not Casey’s intentions. She wanted me and Kane to talk it out, perhaps under some false idea that the two of us would just fall for each other at the very sight. Her