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“In Julian’s room?”

“No.” She smiled. “He was just showing me his new TV.”

His eyebrows pinched together. “Mom says you’ve been hanging out here a lot, and I haven’t been here much, so explain that one to me?”

“Christian, just ask what you want to know,” I snapped, unable to bite my tongue.

“I just did. What’s my little sister doing here all the time if I’m not here, Julian?”

“Stop calling me your little sister, I’m not a child.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Autumn. What are you doing with Julian?”

“We’re just hanging out. He’s my friend too.”

“Since when?”

“What are you insinuating?” Autumn asked, not backing down. “I’ve known him all of my life, Christian. It’s no different than coming here to hang out with you.”

“I’m your brother.”

“Most of the time I’m looking for you.”

“You can text me, and I can tell you if I’m here or at Kinley’s.”

“I will next time.”

That response seemed to appease him, and I could see it in his eyes—

he definitely suspected what was going on.

“Anyway, it’s getting late. I’m going to head home.” Autumn glanced back at me as she was leaving. “Good choice on the new TV. It’s awesome.” She hugged her brother. “I’ll see you at dinner tomorrow.”

Once we heard the front door close, Christian didn’t waver. Not that I expected him to. “What the fuck was that?”

“I don’t know what—”

“Don’t give me that shit. You know exactly what I’m talking about. Why are you hanging out with my little sister?”

“You don’t have to keep calling her that. I know what she is to you.”

“Doesn’t look like that to me.”

“You need to relax. I was just showing her my new TV.”

“What about all the other times she’s been here? What were you doing then?”

“What are you insinuating, Christian?”

“You fuck anything that walks, Julian. I don’t need to remind you Autumn’s off limits, do I?”

I shook my head. There was no need for the reminder. I thought about it every time we were together, and when I was inside of her.

He nodded, slowly backing away, never taking his intense stare off of me. I knew what he wanted to ask…

Are you fucking my little sister?

He just couldn’t bring himself to say it, and to be completely honest, I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to look him in the face and lie to him. He was my best friend, my brother, and I was fucking it all up by betraying his trust.

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