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But with the way I’m feeling about my hot new stepsister, it’s anything but wholesome.
I want her. She’s the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.
I can’t get over it. I can’t stop staring at her, imagining what’s under those clothes, imagining what she feels like, what she tastes like.
She’s incredible. She’s one of a kind.
I want to keep her. I want her all to myself.
“Did you make it to the Whitsundays?” Dad asks.
I study Harmony’s face as she smiles at him. Those plump pink lips are killing me. It hurts to stare at them without tasting them, but it’s even more painful to look away.
“It was definitely on my list of things to see,” Harmony says in her soft angelic voice. “But I didn’t get around to it. It was a bit too expensive for me.”
“What are the Whitsundays?” Megan asks as she looks at my dad with hearts in her eyes.
“They’re stunning,” Dad says dramatically. “Seventy-five islands with white sand beaches off the coast of Queensland.”
He goes on, talking all about it, but my attention quickly shifts back to Harmony.
She’s decorating a gingerbread cookie in the shape of an angel while she listens, occasionally looking up and nodding at my dad.
If angels exist, they must look like her.
This is surreal. No girl has ever had such a strong effect on me before. I’ve had my fair share of beautiful women and pretty girls throwing themselves at me over the years, trying to make me theirs, but I was never interested.
Not one of them ever got my engine roaring like Harmony is doing right now. And she’s not even trying.
I take a sip of coffee as I let my eyes roam over her face. She has beautiful blonde hair the color of sunshine that makes her stunning blue eyes pop out of her head.
Whenever she bats those long dark lashes, I fall a little deeper in love. I can feel my obsession with her forming, strengthening, taking over.
It’s rooted in deep and I know it won’t ever go away.
Stepsister or not, this is the girl for me.
I shouldn’t come on too strong, but I’m not good at holding back when I want something. Never have been. I go after what I want with everything I got.
And I wanther.
“Did you meet any new friends when you were in Australia?” Megan asks.
My chest tightens.
It suddenly hits me that this precious angel was on another continent without anyone looking out for her. She was all by herself.
That thought makes me crazy. It makes me nauseous.
If I knew her back then, I would have flown to Australia and hiked across the entire Outback to find her. I would have wrestled crocodiles and fought my way through hundreds of poisonous snakes and spiders to be by her side and make sure she was safe.
“I made some friends,” she says with a shy smile. “I traveled with a Canadian girl for a while.”
“What about boyfriends?” I ask. It just comes out of me. I have to know.
“August,” Dad says, looking at me in disbelief. “I don’t think Harmony might be comfortable sharing that kind of—”
“No,” she says, shaking her head as she looks at me with a firm conviction. “There wasn’t anybody like that.”
