Dirty Wicked Lust: A Stepbrother Romance - Plot & Excerpts
They were hardwood–only the best for my millionaire stepfather–and resounded with a hollow thump each time one of my ratty Converse sneakers made contact with another step. By the time I reached the hallway upstairs, however, they barely took notice, chattering amongst themselves between little clusters of quick, uncomfortable laughter. Assholes. I paused in the hallway, noting the gaily colored balloons and metallic “Welcome Home” sign on Ryan’s bedroom door, located just across from mine. I huffed, turning toward my room and tossing my backpack purse on my bed before slamming the door shut with a resounding, wobbling “BAM!” I fumed, pacing in tight circles in front of my window, the one that looked out over the long, kidney shaped pool and even longer, tropical oasis of a pool deck that surrounded it. Usually the lush setting brought me peace, with its palm trees, greenery, and especially the vibrant rose garden beneath the kitchen window. But today the too lush, too green setting was just another reminder that while Mom had found a home here in Jerry’s sprawling 4,500-square foot mansion, I was still a virtual stranger–even to my own mother.
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