Forbidden Romance With My Stepbrother
My cry was muffled against his shoulder, and he held me there, fingers still working me through it until I sagged against the counter, breathless and undone.
When he finally pulled his hand free, he kissed the corner of my mouth, smug and satisfied. “Better than burnt eggs, don’t you think?”
I could barely form words, my face hot, my body still humming.
And then, casually, like it was nothing he threw the craziest question “Come out with me tonight. Dinner.”
My heart stuttered. He had to be joking.
My mouth moved before my brain caught up. “No.”
For a beat, his eyes flickered with something unreadable before he covered it with a cool smirk. “Didn’t think you had the guts anyway.” His tone wa