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Jeff grabs the phone from my hand.
Oh no! I don’t want him to see what else is on my phone. I flail but can’t reach high enough when he extends his arm upward. “Give it to me.”
“Nope. We don’t calculate times for dates.”
“Fine. Give it back.” I wrap my hands around his thick bicep and instead of pulling his arm down, my feet come off the ground.
“Why the fuss?” Jeff looks up at the screen, which thankfully still shows the calculator.
I let go, plopping onto the ground. “It’s my phone.”
Adrian and Ballz laugh at us.
“You afraid I’m going to do something to it?”
“No.” My breathing is way too ragged to play it cool. I pull a stray strand of hair out of my mouth.
Jeff’s breath hitches. “You’re nervous.”
“Yeah, I just agreed to date my brothers.”
“Fake date,” Jeff corrects.
“Yeah. Fake date my brothers.” Which is even more dangerous, now that I’ve wrapped my hands around his arm. I’m even more aware of how thick and muscular he is. His body’s hard in ways I want to touch a lot more of.
As he lowers my phone, his thumb taps the button that pulls up the open tabs.
“Stop it.” I try elbowing him in the ribs.
He doesn’t flinch. “Whoa! Little sis…”
Jeff and Adrian step closer. I don’t have to see the screen to know what he sees. I was reading the Kama Sutra, studying The Tigress position, just in case.
My chest hurts. My cheeks heat. I try to downplay my humiliation. “It’s educational. Not all of us get to practice on fans who throw themselves at us.”
At some point, Ballz stepped behind me. His hands gently pull mine away from Jeff, who continues to explore my phone without permission. My entire body goes rigid as he taps on my eReader.
“Oh boys, we’ve got a problem on our hands. It seems little sis is into stepbrother romance.”
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Adrian
GrabbingCindy’sphonefromJeff, I hand it back to her.
“Thanks.” Her downturned eyes and quick click of buttons to turn the screen off tear at my heart.
I put an arm around her. “Stepsibling porn is one of the hottest things out there. You’re not alone.”
“What I’m reading has nothing to do with our dates.”
Can I lighten the mood? “Damn shame. Then again, fucking my stepsister is exactly the opposite of what the coach is asking us to do right now.”
“I don’t want to get you in trouble. Even if we fake date, it can’t be out in the open.” Her voice wavers.
“But the date has to seem real. Like we should tuck your hair behind your ear?” My finger mimics my words. The energy rush from the tender contact sends electricity through me.
“I suppose so.”
