I love Kate. For a long time, I’ve treated her as if she means nothing to me, and I know I’ve been wrong. I’ve had no choice but to push her away. You see, Kate is my stepsister. I shouldn’t want her. We’ve not grown up together, but still. My need for her is always there. Only now, I’m not going to do as I’m told anymore. I love her more than anything else in the world, and I know I’m the only one for her.
She will be mine.
Coming home for the holidays is hard, but I’ve missed my family. I’m not going to let Myron get to me. I’m also not going to be like other women and fall all over myself over him. Sure, I’ve had a crush on him for years, but that doesn’t mean I have to act on it. He has made it clear we’re never going to be together, so why would I want him? Of course, I mean, he’s handsome, and every time he’s near, my heart flutters, and a need unlike anything I’ve ever experienced fills me, but that doesn’t mean I want him, does it?
Be Warned: anal play
I mean it. If she thought there was a chance between us, it would have been next to impossible to stay away from her.
It no longer matters now. I’m done listening to my dad. He can have his happy ending, but I’m not allowed to?
Kate Reid has been a thorn in my side for a long time. I’ve wanted her, but stayed away, because I’m a good son. Sure, I piss my dad off with being a prick, but deep down, I’ve always done as I was told.
Now, I’m done walking away from happiness.
“Yes?” Her brows go up in surprise. “Wow, I’m … wow.”
She smiles, and it’s wide and beautiful. “Yes. This is going to be a good Christmas. I know it is.”
“Then let’s seal the deal with a kiss.”
“Yes, pretend there’s mistletoe around. We can kiss and make it all better. Call the truce to make our family happy.” All I want is to have a reason to kiss those plump, kissable lips.
“O-okay.” She’s cute when she stutters.
I don’t make her come to me. Stepping into her space, I place my finger beneath her chin, and see the arousal dance within her gaze.
“Is there a guy at college?” I ask. I need to know how far I’ve got to fight to make her mine.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“No. I don’t have time for a boyfriend.”
“Good.” I slam my lips down on hers and kiss her like my life depends on it.