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Addilyn
Gideon against my back, feeling how hard I made him, how badly he wanted me, had shaken me up to the point I hadn’t even gone downstairs the rest of the night. I didn’t call Jenny either. What could I tell her that wouldn’t have her swooning and calling me an idiot for not taking advantage of the empty house and a horny man who wanted to lay claim to every inch of my body?
I had the tremors so damn bad I couldn’t even get my homework done. At least I’d managed to get dinner by ringing the phone down in the kitchen so the housekeeper on duty could bring me a sandwich.
Plugging up my ears had kept me from hearing Gideon’s nightly masturbation session later once I heard the shower running, but I still imagined it behind my clenched eyelids.
And feeling his gaze latch onto me when I came down the stairs in the morning…well. My insides swirled with arousal I shouldn’t have, desire that pissed me off. My stepbrother needed to be put into place, so I decided to do just that even though my stomach fluttered and the devil on my shoulder begged me to let go of my stubbornness and give in already.
The threat of the sheriff seemed to do the trick.
I felt Gideon’s stare all through school, that electrical charge whenever he came into sight, but at least he kept his distance.
By sixth period, Jenny expected something was up and cornered me against my locker while we switched out books for our last class. “What the hell is going on?” she hissed, frowning. “What happened with you two?”
My skin tingled, alerting me to Gideon in close proximity, and I knew who Jenny looked at when she glanced up the hallway. Why try to keep anything from her? She could read me easier than anyone.
“He backed me against my bedroom door last night—”
“Oh shit!” Her eyes grew round.
“And was an inch away from kissing me,” I whispered, “and I told him not to.”
She groaned, clutched her books to her chest, and tipped her head back. “You idiot!”
Exactly as I’d expected.
“How could you say no? Are you crazy? And why didn’t you call me last night to give me all the juicy details?”
I shrugged, because I wasn’t sure how to tell her I hadn’t wanted to talk about it. Dissect the way he made me feel. “I was too shaken up,” I went with. “As for saying no, I’m going to have that sweet sixteen kiss, Jenny. And it belongs to Devon. He knows it, I know it—hell, we talked about it in fifth grade when he tried to steal a kiss and I smacked him. Remember?”
“Yeah.” She blew out an exhale.
“We pinky swore to be each other’s first kiss, and I keep my promises.”
“Even when a fine piece of man like your brother jerks off every night thinking about you?”
“Step,” I muttered a reminder, slamming my locker door shut harder than necessary.
“Who gives a fuck,” she muttered back, falling in beside me as I strode away from the feel of the jackass’s stare on my backside. “You seriously need to take advantage of that shit before he decides he wants someone else and you’re left wishing you had.”
Devon approached, his smile and goofy lope easing my frown and bringing on a small case of butterflies like always. I wished in that moment he made my whole body break out in goosebumps and cold sweats like Gideon did. With a wink, Devon passed us by, and I told myself waiting for that day in March, for him to fulfill his promise, would be worth it.
If only I could convince the part of my brain that had fallen down the rabbit hole of incognito tab Googling.
“So did you tell your mother you don’t want to do that brunch for your birthday?”
Yet another shitty thing to think on.
“No. We just discussed it that one time over breakfast, and she’s been too caught up in the wedding and vacation since.”
“I think you need to put your foot down for once. It’s your birthday—it should be about you, not her.”
“When has anything in my life been about me and not her?”
Jenny bumped her shoulder against mine. “Seriously. What the hell is her problem?”
