Dean

Fire, that’s what we called Bex when she was little. yeah, she was all grown up, but those green eyes and spiky red hair hadn’t changed since she was a little kid, not that she’d grown much over the last six years. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts bounced as she began to talk. It amused me slightly a lot more than I thought it would come back to this place.

Vale winced, the same way he did when he was a kid whenever we came home. He loved being on the ranch, at school, anywhere but between these four walls. As soon as he turned eighteen and could join the Navy, he didn’t hesitate in signing up, not that he had any choice. I joined too. I knew he wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t with him. A burden I’d had since I was a kid. Vale relied on me to do everything, he said I was his right hand, and he couldn’t do it without me. Now, I was a lot more than that, I didn’t mind, he was my brother and I would give my life for him, even more so to turn back the clock.

“Here she comes,” Vale whispered while facing the door. He was seated by the window. The same thing he used to do when he was a kid, dreading the moment dad was home. It was as if he’d been away for so long, but his habits hadn’t changed.

The woman that strut down the stairs, was nothing compared to the girl we’d left behind. She wasn’t the sixteen-year-old who was in tears begging us to stay, begging us not to leave her on the ranch.

No, she was every part a woman. Her dark locks were tied up in a bun, and she had a loose strand that bounced off her head. Her blue eyes shone as she fixed her eyes on me. I wanted to turn my head, to see if Vale was watching her too, but then I realized it was a silly thought. One that popped in my head as I watched her once flat chest, now with breasts that bounced as she took each step down.

Every guy on the ranch must be craving her, as I was now, and we hadn’t even parted words. I wondered if she meant what she said in her letters if she was teasing us when she asked us to come home as soon as we were dismissed. We weren’t the same guys she knew and part of me felt guilty as I saw the beauty who smelled like heaven scent standing in front of me.

Neither of us spoke.

We didn’t have to part words, I realized as she came closer, that she was nervous. She was a woman, but the nervous gestures she had from when she was a kid were still there. Such as twisting her finger with the lock which hung freely at the side of her head. Not knowing what to do with her free hand, one minute it was on her hip, then the next biting her fingers and my gaze, she avoided it like the plague. Shifting her eyes around the room. Then her head hung to the side as if at that moment she realized Vale was sitting there. Lost in his thoughts and no doubt still looking outside the window.

“Damn, is no one going to say anything?” Fire said as she ran to the bottom of the stairs.

“I thought you guys would be hugging and shit. Not just standing speechless. Especially after all the effort D has made not only with the house but herself too…”

“Shut it!” D spat out. Her eyes glowed as she said it. The girl with so much fire, and spirit in her returned, and the one who’d nervously come down the stairs had left the building.

I lifted her in my arms like I used to do whenever I wanted to annoy the fuck out of her. She hated to be touched, but I had a feeling her clothes, make-up even if she didn’t need it, and shoes were all for our benefit and I wanted her to know she’d made an impression.

“Come here you!” I spun her around, and she didn’t wrestle like she used to do back then. She put her arms around me and laughed as I spun her around.

“It’s so good to have you home.”

“We feel the same,” I sunk my head into her neck, trying so hard not to be sexual with her. We’d only been back two minutes and my thoughts of ripping her clothes had entered my mind so many times.

I put her down, and then I noticed Vale was by my side.

“Vale!” She laughed, as I put her down and she moved next to him.

“Are you going to spin me round too.”

That’s when she noticed, a little earlier than I expected her to do. I turned to face her, confirming what she probably already suspected, but before we could say anything, Vale opened his mouth to speak. Dropping his stick to the side, he must have thought he was resting it on the couch that used to be there, but that had been replaced. My eyes darted around the living room, noticing the old dusty sofa, rug, and table that used to be there were replaced. The place had been modernized and under first impressions, Daisy had done a lot to the place, a lot more than our parents had done.

“I lost my sight on the field.”

“When?” She blurted as her hand naturally ran to his face. He grabbed ahold of it. Sympathy was a thing he hated whenever someone suspected he’d lost his sight. He tried not to walk with his stick at first, using my arm as his guide, until he found himself lost whenever I wasn’t by his side in private. I couldn’t spend all my time with him on one end. So, he learned to deal with his disability and I knew I had to leave the field because I couldn’t leave him alone. He was vulnerable, and I couldn’t concentrate knowing my brother was like that.

“It doesn’t hurt. You don’t need to comfort me.”

He bit back, then he backed away from her. Then shifted back towards the window. I didn’t want Daisy to feel bad. So, I grabbed her by the waist, ready to swing her in the air again.

“Are you going to keep me in suspense? What does this place look like? You going to give me the tour.”

She nodded, with a look of concern on her face. Then as I grabbed her hand, and led her to the door, she giggled and the girl I remembered returned to me.

“Fire’s there. She can keep him company, while you keep me company,” I said as I slowed down once we reached the door.

She nodded, then once we got outside she smiled. “I thought he hated me or something. I didn’t get why he stopped writing, now it makes sense.”

“I wanted to tell you. But, I thought it wasn’t my place. I thought he would when he was ready. Anyway, we all have demons to deal with.”

I took a deep breath, but she looked scared as if I’d said something wrong.

“Let me show you around. I hope you’ll be proud.”

I nodded, “I will be. So far I’m proud of the way you’ve grown up and you’ve handled this place. Really impressive. I bet Mary would be proud.”

She cleared her throat and said, “Are we gonna spend all day, just talking about the tour, or are you going to let me give it to you.”

I didn't argue as she walked in front of me. I hadn’t been with a woman, since I found out I’d be going back home. I didn’t have a taste for fucking anymore. I was worried something was wrong with me, but seeing Daisy in front of me, everything became clear. She was the reason I didn’t want any woman with me. It was her ass I wanted in my hands to pinch and hold, I could feel it as I stood behind her and watched it move from side to side as she walked off the porch. She was a sex kitten, and the whole idea of someone fucking her, filled me up with jealously, even if she was forbidden because after all, she was my stepsister, not any girl, and I should want to protect her. Not to fuck her.