Maija's mother has married the perfect man, now she has the family she has always wanted, except for one problem. She has the hots for her new stepbrother.
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"Mom, where should I put these boxes?" I ask as I walk into the huge entrance of our new home. I have still not come to terms with living in a house big enough to be a small hotel.
"Just leave them in here, for now, honey."
I drop the boxes, returning outside for more, when I see a black Jaguar pull up in the driveway behind the moving truck. I have no interest in the car or the person driving it, figuring they must be a friend of my stepfather’s, so instead of gawking, I grab some boxes for my room and make my way into the house.
"Everything ok?"
I spin at the sound of his voice, Charles, my new stepfather. My mother married him within twenty-four hours of their meeting in Vegas. They called it a whirlwind romance. That was three months ago, so we're still getting to know each other.
"Yup, just a couple more boxes left. The movers took care of the larger items," I reply, beaming. Although I had not known him long, I could tell he was a good man and that he truly loved my mother– even if I was skeptical when she came home with a ring on her finger and a new husband when she had left home three days earlier a single woman. I can see why my mother is attracted to him; he was a silver fox, grey all over, muscular with light grey eyes. My mother told me he had a son who was a year older than me; I whispered a silent prayer that he somehow lost the lottery at the gene pool and he was nothing like his father. He clears his throat, cutting through my thoughts, and looks at me with concern.
"How are you handling the move? Your mother and I uprooted your life when we fell in love. You had to move and leave your friends. It would make sense if you were not happy with us right now."
I smile at him. This is one reason I like him; he cares about me as a person and does not see me as just my mother's daughter. He wants to know how I feel about everything, but he really has nothing to worry about. I was never close enough with my friends to care that much about being separated from them. Mom and I moved around a lot before she finished dental school and established her practice in Connecticut, so I was used to moving.
"I'm fine, Charles, you don't have to worry about me. I never went through an emotionally unstable teenager phase, and I don't think I will start now. I'm easy. If mom's happy, then so am I."
"Your mother did say you were very mature. Perhaps you can be a good influence on my son."
I smile and nod. Yeah, hopefully, that is all I do to him, I muse before giving him a quick hug scurrying back down the stairs.
"Zayne just arrived, get him to help you," he shouts after me. Zayne is my new stepbrother, who I hope is super ugly. I haven't met him in the last three months because he was spending the semester in Europe– the lifestyle of the rich, I scoff. I had been poor before, and while we're now comfortable since Mom's dental practice had been doing well, Charles was clearly Bill Gates rich, well, maybe not as rich but quite close.
"Ok," I mumble, lost in thought. As I descend the stairs, my face smashes into something, or someone warm but firm, the scent of pine nuts and aftershave fill my nostrils. I look up slowly at the handsome face. Oh. My breath catches in my throat, green eyes, pink lips, and his sandy blond locks. He definitely won the lotto at the gene pool. A single thought floats into my head. I'm in deep trouble if this is my new stepbrother.
Forty minutes later, I head back to the car after failing to convince her to marry me for a second time.“Sir!” He greets me with a smile, but he nods and opens the car door when he sees my face. I sigh as I slip in. I thought she would say yes. I thought she would change her mind if I told her I would put off my trip, but she didn’t. Nothing changed in the last hour since we parted for the same reasons. Reasons I can’t understand. I know we’re from different backgrounds regarding money, but that shouldn’t matter. What should matter is that we love each other, but maybe she doesn’t feel how I do. Although she agreed to see me again and promised to accept my calls, it still feels like I could lose her. Hector pulls off as I watch the doors, hoping that she’ll run out to me but knowing it won’t happen.****I listen to the team go over the quarterly profits, but I can’t focus because Carolyn is all I can
His driver leaves me at the airport, and I check my bag and have a seat. As I wait for the flight, my mind keeps drifting back to the last 24 hours, which was crazy, from the lobby fight to sharing a hotel room with him, the casino. I can’t believe I won a hundred grand and almost lost that much. I chuckle and close my eyes. It was indeed a night to remember.Buzz, buzz.My phone vibrates. I pull my phone from my pocket and smile when I see it’s a text from Maija.“Hey, mom, are you on your way back?” Why is she up? I wonder as I call her. “Hey, mom.” She says after she picks up.“Hey sweetie, shouldn’t you be sleeping?”“I just woke up….”“Maija Cesar, I told you, parents die a little each time their children lie.” She sighs.“Okay, okay. I was up all night reading.” As usual, she had never seen a book she wouldn&rs
Carolyn3:25 am“Marry me…” His question stuns me. Did I hear him correctly? He asked me to marry him. But surely he’s joking.I chuckle. “Charles, that’s not funny.”“Cary, I’m not joking. I’m serious; let’s get married.” My eyes open wide. He’s serious. What? My body heats as my heart pounds in my chest. He wants to marry me. Why? Right, he just told me he loves me. Do I love him? I like him. I like him so much that I want to see him past tonight, but marriage? We just met. “Carolyn, Carolyn.”“Huh?” His voice pulls me from my thoughts.“Are you okay?” I look at his warm eyes and nod.“I know you’re a little shocked. I would be too.” He says as he takes my hand and kisses it.“But I know, just like I knew with my first wife.”“But we just met; you probably knew her longer than a day
Charles1:30 a.m“Stop the car here.” Carolyn suddenly says.“Here?”“Yeah, let’s walk the rest of the way. It should be close by.”“The place you’re taking me.”“Yup.”“Okay, Barney, pull over. We’re getting out here.” Carolyn grins at me as the car comes to a stop.“Let’s go.” She grabs my hand and pulls me from the car as she bounces with excitement. She is so vibrant and full of life that it makes me feel like I’m twenty again whenever we’re together. I hope we can extend it past this weekend, but it will be up to her.“What are you thinking about?” She says. I lift her hand to my mouth and kiss it before replying.“You’re the only thing that’s been on my mind since six this morning.” A little shy, she turns her face straight ahead bu
Carolyn11:00 pmStill giddy from our trick on Paul, Charles, and I head to the limo, laughing.“Thank you for that,” I say as we slip in.“No need to thank me. That asshole deserved a punch."“Well, thank you anyway for not punching him and egging him in my honor,” I say as I brush my lips against his.“I’ll egg anyone for you.” I chuckle before pressing my lips on his. Feeling the heat flow through my body as the kiss grows more profound. I sigh as our lips part. I really could get used to kissing him every day.“I think I’m becoming addicted to your kisses.” He says as if reading my thoughts. Sometimes the things he says lead me to believe we may have a future, and other times it’s the opposite.“Is it a serious addiction?” I ask.“Oh, so serious. I may go crazy if I go too long without tastin
Charles9:30 pmCarolyn wraps her hands around my neck, pressing her lips against me. I groan as I thrust harder and faster. I feel her tightening, signaling she is about to reach her peak for the fifth time tonight.“Charles.” she moans my name softly once the kiss breaks. Her soft moans send me into a frenzy as my need grows deeper. I thrust harder and harder, capturing her lips again. I slip my hand between our bodies to find her pearl. I massage it as my hips move faster and faster until my climax rocks through me. I grunt as I feel her tightening on my tool as if it’s trying to squeeze out every drop of my love juice. Finally, she grabs my butt and sinks me deeper into her as we blissfully come down from our high.“That was amazing.” She says between breaths as I roll over on my back. I take her hand and kiss it.“It’s the best sex I’ve had in years,” I reply, still p
Carolyn 8:30 pm I take another sip of my champagne and roll my eyes as everyone laughs at another one of Greg’s jokes. I am trying not to be a spoilsport, but as a dentist, I have heard them all before, and so has everyone else at the table. However, Greg is one of the sweetest human beings you will ever meet, so we tend to humor him a lot when he tells these jokes, “I swear I have the funniest patients.” He says between bouts of chuckles. I exhale sharply and glance at my watch. It’s been an hour and a half since I left Charles to come to this dinner, and I have been regretting every second I'm here and not in his arms. And even though I called the front desk and informed him, I would be a little later than expected. I want this dinner to end soon, so we can pick up where we left off. I stick the last bite of my light salad in my mouth and swallow. I glance at everyo
My heartbeat pounds against my eardrums as he approaches. My entire body is aware of every step as I wait to be wrapped up in his arms. I want this, him. I want him to press up against one of these walls and take me. But I can’t help but think logically. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t give in to these urges like some young girl experiencing her first crush. I should stop and head to my room, shut the door, and stay there until it’s time to leave. I should—all of those thoughts float away as he crushes his lips. All doubt floats away as he pulls me close, kiss with so much need and desire I can’t help matching his intensity. His tongue demands entrance in my mouth, and I give in. He pulled me tighter, the kiss getting more profound. I melt into his arms. I can’t remember the last time a man touched me like this. Sure, I’ve had a few dates since my husband’s passing, but it was never anything special. The is kiss alone I will never forg
Carolyn11:00 a.m.I roll over as the sound of the alarm sounds at 11:00 am. Eyes heavy with sleep, I press the snooze button for five more minutes. Then, what feels like a minute later, the alarm goes off again. I open my eyes slowly, stretching as prepared to begin my day. Even though my sleep was short, it was adequate, especially since the bed was so comfortable. I must thank Mr. Klein for his hospitality. My pulse quickens as his face flashes in my head. Although it’s been a while since I have been this attracted to a man. My body was acting strange as if I was a schoolgirl with a crush.I probably am just overreacting. I mean, he is gorgeous, but being alone with him is perhaps making it more exciting than it is. I am sure once I leave and head back to my world and my daughter. I will never think of him again. I feel a little down at the thought of never seeing him again. But I can’t understand t
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