Page 11 of The Stepbrother 2: Noah
Out of nowhere, Noah took a seat beside me, his arm brushing against mine. "Are we about to go?" he asked, sounding lighter than usual.
Maine shouted, "No, we're about to play jukebox dance-off!" She was referring to the party game we always played with our parents. Someone would shout a word, and we had to sing a song with that word while everyone did the appropriate dance. Neither Jason, nor Maine could sing, so when our parents weren’t there, it fell on me. I hated it. Singing was something I only did in my moments of solitude, when the world got too quiet and I just wanted to hear my own voice. I didn’t want to sing for people and have them compare me to my mom or dad. It was exhausting.
"What's the first word?" I asked, trying to sound more interested in playing than I actually was.
"Everybody get a partner!" Maine yelled. Noah and Ashley, Maine and Devon, and the two blondes paired off. I lay back on the blanket and closed my eyes.
"The word is 'love,'" Maine announced.
"That was easy," I muttered to myself. "Love, so many things I've got to tell you, but I'm afraid I don't know how, 'cause there's a possibility..."
Luckily, after throwing out the words "sex" and "power," they got bored with dancing and started running up and down the beach like children. I just couldn't bring myself to participate. I stayed put on the blanket, enjoying the cool breeze on my face and the sound of the crashing waves. Out of nowhere, Noah was next to me again.
"How did your date go?" he smirked.
I cocked my head to regard him, trying not to stare at his bare chest and abs. He was fucking hot.
"Great," I smirked back. "I see you and Ashley are hitting it off."
Noah chuckled, leaning back on his hands. "She's fun to be around." He glanced over at Ashley, who was now splashing in the water with the others.
I raised an eyebrow. "Fun, huh? You’ve spent your life doing everything but trying to have fun. You should have told us that a blonde with big tits was all it took. Daddy would have gotten you one. This seems like more than her just being fun from where I'm sitting."
Noah's smirk widened. "Well, who knows? Maybe there's potential there. You sound jealous."
I sucked my teeth, rolling my eyes. "If I sound jealous, what exactly were you when you cornered me in the bathroom last night? I hope she hasn't fallen victim to one of your episodes."
"Episodes?" he chuckled. "Is that what you call what happens after you seduce me?"
My mouth fell open, shocked by his response. "Seduce you? I said I was going on a dinner date, and you tried to break my back in the bathroom before I left. How is that seducing you?"
Instead of acknowledging what I said, he reached out and took my hand in his, his gaze fixed on my lips. "Speaking of back-breaking, you should help me gather drinks at the empty house for everyone." He emphasized the words "empty house."
I rolled my eyes. "We're not having sex anymore." The thought of him thrusting into me sent a tingling sensation through my body. If he persisted, it wouldn’t be hard to convince me. I secretly hoped he would.
"But your eyes are begging me for it," he retorted.
I dropped my head back and laughed. "You're fucking cheesy. First, you were all like, 'I'm going to break you apart just so I can put you back together.' Now you say my eyes are begging for it? You're a 40-year-old in my eyes right now." I waved him off. "I need you to jump into your Lexus convertible sports car and drive away from me with your midlife crisis."
He smirked again. "Isn't forty the age of your professor? You didn’t seem to have an issue with having sex with a forty-year-old."
"So you did see us?" I questioned.
"I did, and it was..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Devon took a seat next to me again, diverting my attention. I hadn’t even heard him approach. Ashley followed, taking a seat next to Noah. Ashley’s cover-up was gone, and her tits were nearly falling out of her pink top. I almost rolled my eyes. Why did everyone keep interrupting us? Cock blockers.
"What are you two talking about?" Devon asked, his eyes shifting between me and Noah.
Noah answered before I had a chance to think of a response. "Breaking backs and sex with professors." He actually told the truth, and I couldn’t believe it.
Ashley narrowed her eyes. "Weren't you two raised as brother and sister?" Her tone held a mix of suspicion and judgment.
"No," we both said in unison.
"He was more of a chew toy than a brother," I added quickly, trying to brush it off with a laugh.
Before she could dig any deeper and push my patience, I cut in, turning to Noah with a smirk. "You know, you should get Jennifer here to help you with those drinks at the empty house."
