Stepbrother Surrender: A Step Romance Novella Read Free

hadn’t heard much of a reference to him
in years.
     
     
                “What?”
I asked, finally alert.  “When?”
     
     
                “This
Thursday,” I could tell Dad was very excited.  He didn’t even notice that I
didn’t come close to matching his enthusiasm.
     
     
               Deeply
entrenched in a texting argument with my boyfriend, I aimlessly blurted out my
disapproval.
     
     
                “Why
is he coming to Miami?  Why do I have to see him?  What does he want with us?” 
The questions just kept coming and I had seemingly lost all control of them.
     
     
     
               “Elle,
he’s your brother-“
     
     
                “ Step brother,” I corrected.
     
     
    “I know you two never got along so well,
but please, please try to accommodate him.  It’s only for a week,” he
said, finally sitting down with his breakfast.
     
     
               “Why
is he coming here anyway? Lisa hasn’t even been by here since the divorce” I
said without realizing that it might be a painful thing to point out to dad. 
They didn’t end on good terms.  She had fallen in love with someone else and it
really made things awkward between them ever since.  Dad really thought she was
the one, too.
     
     
               “Well
anyway,” he continued, “it looks like he just finished school and he’s got a
job interview here in Miami.”
     
     
                I
sighed, provoking Dad to pull a stern look over his face.
     
     
     “ But it’s not for another week still
and his lease in Los Angeles is up.  So he’s in kind of a jam” Dad explained.
     
     
               “Oh,
ok. I thought for a second he wanted to see us or something” I said
sarcastically, shrugging.
     
     
               Dad
let out a long sigh in annoyance.
     
     
               “Look,
I need you to be extra supportive here because it’s just going to be you and
him after I leave Thursday night,” he explained.  My eyes widened.
     
     
               “What?”
I lifted from my phone with a look of terror.  Brandon?  And me?  Alone? 
With his tight abs and his huge cock , and dammit Elle he’s your step
brother , I reprimanded myself.  I could feel my knees weaken and my throat
dry out like a desert in a drought.
     
     
               “See
this is why you don’t need to be on that phone at the table while I’m trying to
talk to you” dad said as he re-informed me.  “I told you last week that I’m
going to Charlotte for the week to close this big business deal, so I’m picking
Brandon up from the airport and we’re going to go out to eat before I have to
jump on a plane, too” he finished as I exhaled with frustration.
     
     
               “Fine,”
I surrendered.  Then I sulked for a moment before finally dragging my feet off
to school for the day.
                
     
                The
next week was useless for my education.  I tried to study but I couldn’t stop
thinking about Brandon visiting.  What if he catches me staring at his abs? I worried.  What if he finds me attractive too?   After all, I had grown
a nice set of tits since the last time he saw me and my skin had cleared up.  I
shook the thoughts out of my head only to be caught off guard by them later on.
     
     
                As
we neared the day to pick him up from the airport, it only got worse.  I
started dreaming of him. 
     
     
                In
one dream he was topless and wet like his photo, and he pressed his dripping
lips to mine, pulling me close.  My heart pounded and I was plagued with the
knowledge that I should push him away, but that only made me want him more. 
His lips were electrifying and my senses were heightened since I wasn’t
supposed to be tasting him at all.
     
               
                Then,
there was