Forbidden Romance With My Stepbrother
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The gesture was meant to be grounding, but all it did was leave me hollow.
The door clicked shut, leaving the house too quiet again. My books were still spread wide open in front of me, but none of the words on the page held. I stared down at them, pulse skipping every time I replayed Maverick’s smirk, his voice.
“You’d be bored without me,” he said finally, standing.
I scoffed, not daring to look at him. “In your dreams.”
But my smile betrayed me, lingering even after he sauntered out. I stayed there with the books open, the ink bleeding into meaningless shapes, and admitted silently to myself that maybe he was actually right.