Forbidden Romance With My Stepbrother
“Shouldn’t come in? Shouldn’t tell you how fucking hard it is to keep my hands off you? You kissed me back, Malia so don’t bother pretending.”
“That was…” she stammered, hugging the book against her chest like it was armor. “That was a mistake.”
I smirked, climbing onto the edge of her bed, ignoring the way she shrank back against the headboard. “Funny. It didn’t feel like a mistake, it felt like you finally stopped lying to yourself.”
Her chest rose and fell too fast. I could see it in her eyes, panic tangled with want. “You’re making this harder than it has to be.”