My stepbrother

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Maija

By the time we finish sorting all the boxes, it is almost dinner time; we all agree on ordering pizza since no one feels like cooking.  The food arrives, and we all sit at the dinner table having our first meal as a family. The atmosphere is nice and relaxing as Charles retells how he and my mother met at his hotel. I have heard the story about five times, so I’m not keen on another reiteration. I look at the slice of pizza when he gets to the part about mom threatening him and chuckle as I poke away at it. 

For some reason, I am not hungry for food. However, I am hungry for someone. Slightly lifting my head, my eyes meet Zayne, which instantly causes a flood between my thighs. It really should be a crime to be that hot. I bite my lip, squeezing my thighs together, hoping to quell the heat that is building in my core.

reality. Was I hungry? Yes, but what I want isn’t on the menu, my dear stepfather– it’s in your son’s pants. I shake my head free

I uh, just

sure you do. Moving

I start to answer, but Zayne

tone of his voice, bracing myself for an argument, but the argument never happens because Charles returns his remark

Maija, that’s not how I meant it.” I smile, nodding as I return to picking at my pizza and thinking of ways to avoid fucking my stepbrother this summer. I need to avoid him at all costs until I go off to college.

say. Yeah, I don’t think that’s possible, mom. My panties are soaked, and all I did was look at him. The thought of treating him like a

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