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Addilyn
Having to share a bathroom, having Gideon’s body wash bottle sitting in my shower, and having his damn clothes falling short of the dirty laundry basket pissed me off.
But, oh the scent of that body wash…grass or something woodsy with a hint of sweetness that reminded me of my favorite candy, Swedish Fish. I sniffed it the next morning, filling my lungs—and frowning over the tingles between my thighs. He’d been nothing but a pain in my ass at school the day before, his scowls scaring off people who would have befriended and welcomed him to Anchorage.
If nothing else, he seemed hell-bent on keeping everyone except me at arm’s length.
He even sneered and showed his teeth each time Devon caught up to me in the hallways. While he obviously felt the need to protect me, I needed protection from him. He stood close enough to brush against me every chance he got. He stalked after me through the halls. He stared at me in ways that brought on the goosebumps—even when I couldn’t even see him, I could feel him.
Watching.
Waiting for a guy to touch me so he could finally hit someone with those fists constantly hanging at the ready by his sides.
Day one alone in his new, shiny Cherokee, and we drove to school in silence for all of thirty seconds before he started in on me.
“Nice car your mom bought me.”
“Yeah,” I forced a reply, hurt all over again by the fact Mother would spend that kind of money on a boy she hardly knew—all so she wouldn’t have to be bothered by taking me to school anymore. Mom hadn’t ever loved me that I could tell, but since Mr. Destil had made an appearance in her life, that fact had only become more evident. More hurtful.
“I think she might like me or something,” Gideon went on to goad me.
That remark didn’t require a response.
“Must be the dimples,” he continued, and I rolled my eyes. “They always get me what I want.”
He wouldn’t get anything from me, pretty face with dimples or not.
“Then flash them while begging my mother to break things off with your father so we can go back to the way they were before you two showed up.”
His chuckle caused my eyebrows to furrow.
“I don’t think so, princess. While the weather up here sucks, the new bedroom, shared bathroom, new car—kinda cool, really. I’m feeling like a spoiled rich boy.”
And two weeks earlier, he hadn’t been pleased about moving north.
Whatever.
Hands folded on my lap, I stared straight ahead, deciding to ignore him for the remainder of the ride.
“Hey, princess.” His voice didn’t hold a trace of teasing or sarcasm, but I refused to acknowledge him. “A word of advice?” he continued anyway. “My dad is full of shit. Don’t be drawn in by his lies. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself.”
I huffed a snort. That sounded like my mother—except for the nice wheels she’d bought for him. But I kept my lips clamped shut about her gift giving too. We didn’t need to go all bonding and shit over our selfish parents and what we really thought about them.
A few minutes later, Gideon mentioned Jenny making eyes at him at lunch the day before.
I didn’t respond, even though something ugly had twisted in my stomach when he’d checked her out. Even worse, she ignored how I’d told her he was a jackass and melted beneath his stare.
He bragged about a girl in his class asking if she could suck his cock.
That bit of news twitched my lips downward, but I didn’t reply. Rumor had it, the young Spanish teacher got caught staring at his ass. She’d probably suck his cock too, given the chance. Hell, half the school, guys included, would love to get on their knees for my gorgeous, breath-stealing stepbrother.
Jackass.
“I’ll bet,” he said while pulling into the parking lot, “if you let me slide that stick out of your ass, you wouldn’t be such a bitch.”
Eyebrow raised, I turned my head, giving him my best bitch face.
