Hockey Brother's Obsession
I never thought he would come to the wedding, not after I threatened to tell his father what he was making me do.
His gaze caressed my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
I knew this was all shades of wrong. It's my fuckin wedding day! I should be out there with my husband-to-be. But here I was, trapped by my beast of a stepbrother.
He ran his tongue over his lips and laughed hysterically. "You didn't invite me to your wedding, sweet Nell. Scared you might have a change of heart if you see me?"
I darted my eyes towards the hallway entrance, praying fervently that no one would walk in on us like this. Cicero wouldn't care, of course. But I do care.