BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) (14 page)

I sit up and look back at him.
“
Jake. I was serious. About this.
Us. The last time
…”

Jake smirks.
“
You got it. The last time.
”

I smile back and he disappears.

My body is so warm and relaxed. I
feel stoned. I
’
m naked and
I feel good about it. I look to the open window and my heart pounds.

I swallow hard.

I consider everything that
’
s happening.

The last time
…

I shut my eyes. I try to convince
myself it. It has to be true. We can
’
t
be wild and dumb anymore.

It
’
s
done. It
’
s over.

The. Last. Time.

Then my mind adds something else.

The last time
…
FOR NOW.

 
16.

(Jake)

Jade had to
take off. Which
was probably a good thing because I would have spent all fucking day in bed
with her. She
’
s gotten to
me somehow. I know it
’
s
wrong. I know she
’
s right
and that it can
’
t happen
again.

It only makes sense that now is the
right time to go.

I have to leave.

I
’
ve
spent enough time in the house to prove that I
’
m
part of the family bullshit stuff. I don
’
t
care if I ever get my trust fund back or not. It doesn
’
t matter anymore. Not with Jade being around me all
the time. I can
’
t keep
tempting myself. Waiting for the right moment to strike and go for it.

I can
’
t
go a week without sex. No fucking way in hell.

I dress and grab a bag from under
my bed. There
’
s ten
thousand in it. Plus the money in my car.

I pack some clothes and get ready
to sneak out.

The plan is pretty cut and dry
really.

Stop at Zeke
’
s and get high. Talk to him for a bit and then get
a little stash to take with me. Then I hit the road and go south. Find
somewhere warm and with a beach. Settle up in an apartment and start looking
for cars and bikes to buy. Start fixing shit up and living an easy life.

Fuck, I
’
ll even call home to Rebecca. Give her some dumb
sob story of how I don
’
t
want to be in her way anymore. I
’
ll
work it with some tears even. Anything to get her to believe me. With any luck,
she
’
ll never try to contact
me. With even greater luck, I
’
ll
get my trust fund back. If that happens, then it
’
s
time to party until I
’
m
either broke or dead.

Both of which are a better way to
call it a life than sit in this house with Jade strutting around. She still has
no idea how beautiful she is. I like to savory that honey while it
’
s pure and fresh.

But no more.

Like she said.

I want to respect her wishes.

Christ, who am I right now?

I never give a fuck about a woman
and her wishes.

Fuck that.

I grab my bag and leave the room.

I pass by Jade
’
s room and smile.

What a fucking woman. Tits. Ass.
That pussy
…

I take a deep breath and walk
toward the steps.

I stop at the railing and look down
to see Thomas and Hunter standing there.

Two suits. Two douchebags.

They don
’
t see me.

“
Where
is she now?
”
Hunter asks.

“
Out.
With her friend Katelyn probably. Don
’
t
worry, Hunter, all that will stop soon too.
”

“
Good,
”
Hunter says.
“
I need a woman on my arm. Not a
college girl. You know?
”

“
Of
course. She
’
ll transfer
soon enough. I figure law school at the very least.
”

“
Excellent.
”

“
She
can even use her piano skills to give her a little more elegance.
”

Hunter laughs.
“
Yeah. That would be nice. Like
Rebecca.
”

“
Ah,
my dear wife. What an image I have now here, Hunter. Building my empire. Fixing
these broken families. It
’
s
wonderful.
”

“
Now
you just have to get rid of Jake.
”

“
He
’
s gone to me,
”
Thomas says.
“
But he
’
s quite the project to have. I
’
m not worried about him. I just
need Jade off and married.
”

“
Sir,
I will handle that,
”
Hunter
says.
“
I appreciate you
bringing me here. I just need
…
well
…
a little push.
”

Thomas nods.
“
Of course. I can assure you,
Hunter, that Jade will be with you soon enough. And she will accept your
proposal. No matter how soon it comes.
”

Hunter smiles.
“
I don
’
t think she
’
ll
resist. Not after your personal love story.
”

“
Love
story?
”
Thomas snorts.
“
More like an easy train wreck to
clean up.
”

I swallow the anger and back up.

The two men start walking and their
voices carry and disappear.

I slowly nod.

It
’
s
all a big joke. A big set up. A big fucking lie.

Part of me knew that. Fuck that,
all of me knew that.

But for Jade?

She
’
s
vulnerable right now. She
’
s
trying to get away from me. And the closest person is Hunter. That slick hair
fucking piece of shit. The puppet of Jade
’
s
old man.

They
’
re
going to fucking ruin her.

But if I stay and try anything
…
I
’
m going to ruin her.

If I leave, it
’
s not my problem. It doesn
’
t matter. I got her already. I
fucked her. I suckled those lips between her legs. I nibbled those firm
nipples. She tasted all of me. Accepted all of me.

What was left?

Feelings? Emotions? Romance?

Fuck. That.

I just need to leave. Then it
’
s done. It
’
s over. I
’
m free.

I walk to the steps and put my foot
out.

I freeze.

I quickly turn and curl my lip.

I charge down the hallway back to
my fucking room.

If anyone is going to ruin Jade
…
it
’
s going to be me. Because I can fucking care for
her while I do it. Her body. Her needs.
Her everything.

No matter how wrong it is.

I
’
ll make it fucking right.

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BAD HEART

Jade:

We
had a simple deal. But it went to shit, and fast. Typical, right? The fantasy
of sleeping with stepbrother played out. Big deal.

I
just can
’
t do it
anymore. Plus, my father really wants me to date Hunter. That makes sense,
right? Hunter is successful, smart, good looking. He
’
s what any woman would dream of.

My
cell rings
…
it
’
s Jake
…
he needs me
…
he wants me
…

I
’
m hopeless.

Jake:

She
has no fucking clue how bad her father is hurting her. But what can I do? She
’
s my damn stepsister and I have
nothing in life to offer but myself. And who the hell wants that?

So
it
’
s a world of
drinking and drowning myself with other woman.

The
problem? I can
’
t
give a fuck about anyone but Jade.

And
when I demand her body, she gives it to me.

We
’
re sneaking around more than
ever
…
it
’
s getting dangerous
…
not because we
’
re going get caught
…
but because of the way it makes
me feel.

Fuck,
I
’
m in trouble.

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