He grumbled and rolled over a second later, and I saw something on his left bicep that I’d never noticed before. Tracing my finger over the small black-inked tattoo, I wondered what it meant. All it said was Sammy. A jealous twinge bit at my core as I wondered if perhaps it was the initials of an ex-girlfriend. I didn’t think he’d ever really had a proper girlfriend, but I wasn’t sure. After all, we’d never discussed any past relationships with each other. Hell, I wasn’t even sure if what we were doing could be considered a proper relationship in itself. Sure, we’d both made it pretty damn clear that we desperately wanted each other, but we still hadn’t had any sort of official exclusivity talk, and with the way most relationships developed these days, it seemed too soon for that. Half the people I knew didn’t even consider a relationship to be ‘real’ until it was Facebook official. Modern day love is great, huh? He sighed and rolled over again a moment later, and his green eyes finally opened.
What do You think about Mine - A Stepbrother Romance?
