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onto a sofa opposite my mother and toss my long , naturally blond hair over my shoulder.
                  “How about some refreshments, darling? Then I will show you up to your room.”
                  I nod, feeling thirsty and tired and ready for an early night. “Lemonade please, M other. If it isn’t too much trouble for anyone.”
                  “O f course. Anything that you want, my love.” She leaves me long enough to order refreshments and I sit back and close my eyes.
                  “Well, I see the dreaded step-sister has arrived.” A deep amused voice murmurs near my ear and I jerk.
                  I open my eyes to find a tall blond, devastatingly handsome man standing behind me. He is bent over so that he can inspect me better from his angle. His blue eyes, like his fathers , are lit up with humor and I instantly know that I am going to like my new step-brother. Raising a blond brow at him I slowly get to my feet. “Ah, I see the dreaded step-brother has come to welcome me home.”
                  He bows his handsome head. “At your service.”
                  “So…You must be…” I think back trying to remember the names my mother told me. “Hunter?” I am rewarded with a delighted smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Hunter.”
                  I offer him my hand and he gives it a gentle squeeze before letting me go. He motions me to retake my seat and drops down beside of me. “How was your flight?” He questions. “Did the staff treat you well? Any problems?”
                  I had flown home on one of Winthrop Industrials private j ets. Having been the first time I had ever flown on a private aircraft it had been…Well pretty spectacular. “It was a bit lonely. But I enjoyed it. No problems at all.”
                  Mindy is followed into the entertainment room by a small stout older woman who is carrying a tray of refreshments. A pitcher of fresh lemonade, several glasses and a small dish of cookies. I feel as if I am ten again as I quickly snatch a cookie before my mother can tell me no.
                  “Hello Hunter.” My mother greets her step-son who is barely ten years younger than she is. “How are you getting along with my girl?”
                  “She’s lovely.” Hunter takes a glass of the lemonade when offered and snatches a few cookies for himself. “Just as you said she would be.”
                  The rest of the afternoon goes by quickly. I find that I really enjoy Hunter’s company and that my stepfather is just as amusing as his youngest son. But I am exhausted after my flight and beg off dinner for an early night.
                  Upstairs I find that my room is three times the size of that of my old dorm room back in Paris. There is a king sized bed in the middle of the room made up in my favorite comforter and there is even my favorite pillow resting on top waiting for me. I take a quick shower and fall into bed…
                  I am woken in the middle of the night. A noise from the room beside of mine ? I open my eyes and find that it is half past two in the morning. Yawning I attempt to go back to sleep but find that my stomach is rumbling. Knowing that until I get something to eat I will be unable to get back to sleep , I climb out of the oversized bed and slip a robe on over my naked body. Having spent the last six years in an all-girl boarding school I h ave learned not to be modest about her body.
                  The house seems quiet as I tiptoe my way downstairs and attempt to find the kitchen. After a few wrong turns I finally find what I a m looking for. I hurry and put together a tomato sandwich with just a little mayo and salt and pepper. I find some carrot sticks in the fridge and add them to my plate and the n pour myself half a glass of