Reunited Steps (Billionaire Taboo Steamy Romance) Read Free

to diversify my holdings.  It wasn't until I was going through the list of employees that your name jumped out at me.  I wasn't sure if it was just someone with the same name, so I had to come here to find out for sure."
     
    "Well, now you know.  Your little step sister is a stripper.  I bet you can't wait to run home and tell your dad."  I'm looking at the floor now, more embarrassed than I should be.  I'm fine with what I do for a living.  Or at least, I was until Jason showed up. 
     
    He lowers his hand and reached out to place it gently on my knee, giving it a little squeeze.  My skin tingles where he touches me for some reason.  "No," he says gently.  "That's not why I'm here.  I wouldn't do that.  I really was just curious."
     
    I sigh heavily, believing the sincerity I hear in his voice.  At least there's some of the old Jason left in him.  "Well, look where that got you.  You just ended up with an eye full of your sister's booty.  Bet you weren't expecting that."
     
    He shifts positions, now it's his turn to look at the floor. 
     
    "Wait a second, were you hoping to see me naked?  Was that your intention?"
     
    Instead of looking at me directly, I feel his hand slide a bit higher up my leg. 
     
    I put my hand own hand on his, stopping his ascent.  "What are you doing, Jason?  You're my brother?"
     
    "Step brother," he corrects.
     
    True.  But still...
     
    "I've thought about you a lot since you've left," he says.  I hated my dad for a long time for driving you away.  I looked for you for a while, almost became obsessed with trying to find you, but then he moved us to New York and that became much harder.  I think he did that just to stop me from finding you. 
     
    "You... you looked for me?" I ask.  I didn't think anyone in my family even noticed I left, much less wanted to find me.  "Why?"
     
    He shrugs as he looks in my eyes.  "You were always beautiful, Cindy.  I hated that we were related."  I feel his hand squeeze my leg where his hand is trapped as he smiles again.
     
    I can't believe what I'm hearing.  My brother had a crush on me, is that really what he's saying?  To be honest, I had thought about him like that growing up as well a number of times, but I was young and didn't know what to do with those feelings.  But now... I'm actually kind of enjoying his hand on my leg, it's warmth is radiating through me.  I move my own hand along his and up his wrist until it came into contact with his very expensive looking watch.  My fingers lightly trace over his watch and up his arm, feeling the muscles underneath his shirt.  He obviously keeps in very good shape.
     
    Jason takes the fact that I removed my hand from his as license to inch it a bit further along, reaching the hem of my skirt.  "I know that you've been working hard to pay your tuition to vet school," he says.
     
    I freeze at the mention of school.  How did he know that?  "What the fuck?"  I snap at him.  
     
    He raises his free hand in an effort to calm me down.  "Please, I'm sorry.  I just... when I was checking into whether it was you or not, I had some of my guys look into some of your records and they saw that you were enrolled.  I know how much you're paid here, even with tips or dances, there's no way paying for that and rent is easy."
     
    I relax a bit, but I'm still wary about what he is getting at, exactly.
     
    "It's only that... I can help you," he says.
     
    "Help me?  What do you mean."
     
    He leans forward a little bit, his lips inches from mine as he speaks.  "With money.  I want to help you, Cindy.  Whether you want to stay here or not, that's your business.  But let me help you with school at least.  I know that's always been your dream."  His breath smells of mints and I can feel the hotness of it on my lips.  His hand has slid underneath my skirt now and is inches from my panties.  He can probably feel the heat radiating out from under them, his touch turning me on