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“This is me, doing things properly.”
“What do you mean? There’s nothing proper about secretly screwing your stepdaughter in the woods that I can see.”
But Laz just shakes his head, a mysterious smile on his lips, and slides his cock even deeper.
* * *
The next eveningwe’re all supposed to go to Rieta and Nero’s for dinner, but Mom is ashen-faced and her forehead is clammy.
“I have a migraine. You and Mia go,” Mom tells Laz as she heads for her bedroom, the tips of her fingers pressed to her forehead.
Laz glances at me and murmurs, “Sure. I’ll take Mia.”
Mom nods absent-mindedly and disappears upstairs. If she were thinking clearly, would Mom realize how strange it is for her asshole husband to agree to take his stepdaughter to a dinner without argument, knowing it won’t be fun for him in any way?
Maybe. Maybe not. And I can’t find myself caring too much either way. A whole evening with Laz all to myself? I’m ecstatic. Sure, I have to share him with Rieta and Nero, but Nero doesn’t say much, and Rieta will be fun. It might almost feel like a double date.
It’s chilly outside, and Laz and I are wearing jackets as we walk side by side down the street, neither of us rushing. Laz is wearing a well-worn leather bomber jacket that looks so good over his white tee.
While I’m daydreaming, Laz reaches out and captures my fingers in his.
I gasp and rip my hand away. “Don’t.”
His eyes are dark and challenging “Why not?”
“You know why not. I don’t have to spell it out for you.” The last thing either of us needs is for whispers to get back to Mom that her husband has been seen holding her daughter’s hand.
Laz glances around and then shoves me down a side street. A narrow path leads behind a row of garden fences, lined with dandelions, and overshadowed by trees.
He holds out his palm, his eyes burning with anger. “Hold my hand, Bambi.”
“Just because we think no one can see us doesn’t mean it’s safe.”
But Laz stays right where he is.
“Fine,” I say, putting my hand in his and rolling my eyes. He grips me hard and we start walking together in the dark.
When I glance at him, his lips are twitching, and I can’t help the smile that breaks over my face. The next thing I know, he’s turned toward me and is kissing me as he walks me up against a fence. Kisses that are full of happiness. Full of sweetness.
I never knew that doing the worst thing in the world could taste so much like heaven.
“We’re going to be late,” I murmur between kisses.
“Just one more kiss.” He captures my lips with his again, his tongue pushing deep into my mouth, a promise for later.
A few minutes later, my heart is beating wildly as we stand on Rieta’s front doorstep two feet apart. I ring the doorbell, hoping that my reddened, just-been-kissed lips go unnoticed by my sister.
Rieta opens the door with a smile and kisses both of our cheeks.
“Mom couldn’t come,” I explain. “Migraine.”
“Nero can’t be here, either. Never mind, I like small dinner parties better.” She smiles at Laz as she takes his jacket. “It will give me a chance to get to know you better.”
Laz frowns slightly. “Are you mocking me?”
To her credit, Rieta doesn’t pretend she doesn’t know what Laz is talking about. “Some of us are friendly in this family. I promise.”
Amusement hooks the corner of his mouth. “That’s unexpected. Are you sure you have permission to be nice to me?”
