Free Stepbrother Surrender: A Step Romance Novella by Zoe Blair

he assured me.
     
     
               “Our
parents aren’t even married now; I know it seems weird, but there’s nothing
wrong here, trust me.” he finished.
     
     
               “But
what if someone finds out?” I repeated.
     
     
               “I
get that you’re concerned, but do you trust me, Elle?”
     
     
               I
nodded.
     
     
               “Then
come here,” he invited me over, taking me securing me in his arms.
     
     
               “It
isn’t like you’re thinking straight right now. I know that you’re confused by
the feelings and I understand that; you should feel them, and work
through them,” he started.
     
     
               “But
don’t ever be ashamed for loving who want. It took me a long time to figure
that out; like, a stupidly long time.” he smiled. “Say someone did find
out? So what? But it’s our secret, so that scenario doesn’t even matter” he
finished.
     
     
               His
eyes lit up as he saw a hint of relief wash over me.
     
     
               I
trusted Brandon more than anyone since he’d arrived back in Miami. He was a man
in control and I knew that we could handle anything together. Our relationship
had definitely reached an intense, new level.
     
     
               It
was a new level of comfort and trust that I’d never really known in anyone
close to my own age.
     
     
               And
Brandon was right; in time I knew I’d work through most of my feelings, albeit
with his continued help.
     
     
               I
was actually starting to get excited for my future, and Brandon’s too, as up in
the air as it was. I’d soon be heading off to college hundreds of miles away
and he was about to see a big change in his life, too.
     
     
               Soon
he was going to be rich and powerful and probably forget all about me; Miami,
after all, had plenty of women to offer.
     
     
               I
was already afraid that what we’d crash and burn before we even developed into
any kind of a relationship; but Brandon assured otherwise.
     
     
               “I
know I’ve been in and out of your life, Elle. But I’m here to stay now,” he
confided, holding me.
     
     
               I
knew the only trick now would be keeping dad oblivious, and I tensed when he
arrived home and walked through the door; Brandon and I waited for him.
     
     
               Brandon
adjusted himself beneath his jeans, and I was fixing what he referred to as my
‘sex hair,’ as we’d just finished having sex for the millionth time a few
minutes before.
     
     
               “Here
goes nothing,” Brandon laughed.
     
     
                And
as the door opened, we braced ourselves for the beginning of our little secret.