Free Little Brats: Eva: Forbidden Taboo Erotica by Selena Kitt Page B

girl.” His arm went around her, a reassurance. “So bright. You should have a million friends.”
    “They make fun of me.”
    “Why would they make fun of you?” His lips brushed her hairline.
    “My accent. My words. I forget, sometimes, the American words for things.” She cringed at the memory, leaning against him. “They laugh at me.”
    “Girls can be mean.” Daniel sighed and she wondered if he was thinking about her mother.
    “It’s not just the girls,” Eva insisted. “And the boys! Ugh!”
    “The boys?” Daniel’s voice was guarded, but she heard the firmness in it. Like any parental figure, he didn’t like thinking about her in relation to boys.
    “They make me wish I was invisible.” She sighed.
    “Why?”
    “They look at me like they want to undress me.” She turned her face up to meet his eyes and saw something there that both surprised and excited her.
    “I can’t say as I blame them,” he breathed.
    “Daniel!” Eva’s eyes widened and then she laughed, seeing him smile.
    “You’re lovely, my little kisa.” He kissed her forehead with a chuckle.
    “But then they talk about me to their friends,” Eva said darkly. “They laugh along with the girls.
    “It’s a little community college,” he reminded her. “They’re just small fish. Unimportant. Next year, when you transfer to a bigger university…”
    “It will be the same.” She shook her head, knowing it was true. She was never going to fit in here, never.
    “You haven’t met a single person who is nice to you?” he asked, rubbing her arm with his palm, up and down.
    “Just you.” She leaned against him more, resting her head on his chest. “I only wish I were as invisible to them as I am to my mother. They look at me like I shouldn’t be there.”
    She felt his arms tighten and just that sweet gesture made tears threaten, stinging her eyes as she blinked them back. She didn’t want him to see, to hear, but a small, errant sob escaped her chest. That simple sound was all it took for her stepfather to fold her into his arms completely, pulling her into his lap as hot tears spilled over onto her cheeks, soaking his shirt. She clung to him as Daniel held and rocked her, soothing, smoothing her hair away from where it had fallen over her face. One hand rubbed up and down on her arm, his calloused skin making her soft skin tingle.
    “Sweet girl,” he murmured as her tears soaked his shirt. “I wish you were happy. Do you want to go back so badly?”
    Eva shook her head. That wasn’t it, not exactly.
    “I just wish she didn’t force me to come here,” she sobbed, letting the resentment that lodged in her tight chest go, scorch her throat with the force of her words. “Maybe if it had been my choice, my decision…”
    “I understand.” He stroked her hair. “You have every right to feel that way, kisa…”
    “Ugh. I made a mess of your shirt.” Eva sniffed, rubbing at the moisture on his shirt as if she could wipe it away or dry it with just her touch, her hands moving over the hills and valleys of his chest. Her fingers reached the solid six-pack of his abs, a startling discovery, and she brought her hands to her lap as if she’d been burned. Her own stomach clenched at her body’s reaction and she saw Daniel’s gaze drop to her lap, looking at her manicured fingernails. She’d borrowed a shade of red her mother hadn’t used since they’d arrived in the states, but Eva had gotten yelled at for taking it anyway.
    When she finally dared to look up again, their eyes locked, breath mingling, mere inches separating their mouths. She bit at her full bottom lip, the taste of strawberry gloss on her tongue, as he raked a hand down over the rugged stubble on his chin. Her nipples pebbled in a need to feel those calloused hands rub over her tender flesh, and the thought made her flush with both embarrassment and lust. As if he’d read her thoughts, he wiped away her tears. His fingers lingered at the edges