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I spin around, the thong still hooked on my finger, to find a red-faced Evelyn staring at me with a towel wrapped around her curvy body. My fingers itch to snatch it away from her so I can see every single one of her curves. I could fall to my knees and worship her.
But I can’t.
I fucking can’t.
I stomp over to her, a sick satisfaction blooming in my gut as she shies away from me and her shoulders curl around herself. It makes my dick throb, even though it makes me feel like a piece of shit. The fear in her eyes annoys me to no fucking end, not that I’ve ever earned anything other than fear.
“Who are you wearing this slutty thong for, Evelyn?” I sneer the words, “I can’t imagine this will even cover your cunt.”
She flinches and I smirk at her. When she tries to snatch them from my hand as she clutches the towel tightly, I lift my arm up. I’m around 6’2” and she can’t be more than 5’5”. If I don’t want her to have them, and I don’t, she won’t be getting them from me.
“That’s none of your business, Bennett,” she hisses.
I laugh, the sound a sinister warning. The longer I’m holding her thong above our heads, the redder she’s getting. I can’t tell if it’s from embarrassment or anger. Probably both.
She huffs, rolls her eyes, clearly giving up, and turns to walk away from me. I grip her elbow and keep her in place as I press my front against her back.
“Do you think anyone wants to see you in something like this?” I taunt her, “A thong like this is for a sex kitten and that’s not who you are.”
What I don’t say is she’s an innocent vixen and not a sex kitten. I don’t tell her that the lacy panties in her drawer are sexier than this fucking thong.
“I know you don’t find me sexy, Bennett,” I can hear the tears in her words. “You’ve made it clear what you think of me.”
She has no fucking idea what I think of her, not really, but I keep my mouth shut. I don’t think I can take her turning those navy eyes of hers on me if they’re filled with tears. Not right now.
I stuff the thong into my pocket and walk out of her room without looking back.
I’m going to have to keep pushing her away or else she’ll see me. I know it and I can’t have it. She deserves so much better than I could ever offer her.
CHAPTER 3
BACK THEN – HIGH SCHOOL
EVELYN
I’m so close to the end of the school year and I can’t wait. I’m done and I don’t know how much more I can take. I feel like stress is a constant companion and it has nothing to do with my senior year. School should be the only thing stressing me out, but it’s usually the last thing on my mind.
I feel like I’m a ghost in my own house and it’s all because of Bennett. I avoid him and the house as much as I can, but he seems to always be lurking around every corner. I was able to escape over the winter holidays when I went to my mom’s house. I needed some room to breathe, but I know Dad was disappointed when I didn’t spend time with my brand-new family, and I’m using that term very loosely.
In my effort to get out of the house as much as possible, I’ve spent a lot of time with my best friend, Lennon. She always understood my frustration at being alone all the time when I’m at Dad’s house because she only has her mom, though it’s a slightly different situation than my own. Her mom became a widow after a tragic car accident killed Lennon’s dad when she was too young to remember him. I don’t think Lennon’s mom has dated since, which is understandable.
I can’t imagine the kind of man who could sweep Lennon’s mom off her feet. I hope such a guy exists because she works hard to keep their heads above water.
I should have slipped out of the house earlier and gone to Lennon’s because Dad’s house is quiet. Too quiet. It’s the kind of quiet that tells you something is about to go wrong. I’ve been doing so good with avoiding Bennett lately too, even at school.
At school, I can’t stand seeing him with so many girls hanging off him. I swear he has a different one on his arm every week. I don’t understand why it hurts, but it does. Logically, I know it shouldn’t. He’s my brother.
Stepbrother.
I can’t shake the way it bothers me though. I think it’s because there have been times when I’ve been around him at home, when he hasn’t been a complete ass to me. I swear there are moments when he looks at me with longing in his eyes. It doesn’t make a lot of sense, but I know how his gaze makes me feel. I don’t think I’m making it up either.
Marilyn and Dad are away this weekend, which is good because they can be so kissy with each other, and it borders on disgusting. At least for me. However, it means I’m home alone with Bennett, which is why I should have slipped out a while ago.
Being alone with him isn’t a good idea at all.
He’s the most attractive guy I’ve ever seen. If only he wasn’t a jerk of epic proportions. That would make it better, but more difficult at the same time since nothing can happen between us. It wouldn’t be right, and I think it would break Dad’s heart. He seems to really love Marilyn.
A knock on my door has me almost tumbling off the bed and my voice shakes as I call out, “Come in.”
