Falling for My Stepbrother
Your mom's remarriage drags you into the same house as *him*—the boy who crushed your heart years ago with a single cold word. Now he's back, arrogant and untouchable, living under the same roof. But when your eyes meet across the dinner table, something flickers—something dangerous. And this time, it might not be him breaking you.I never thought I’d see him again after middle school—the boy who made me cry behind the gym after I told him I loved him. 'You’re gross,' he said, laughing. Now, thanks to Mom’s whirlwind marriage, I’m standing in the doorway of our new shared home, face-to-face with the same sharp gray eyes and smug smirk.
Two weeks in, we’ve mastered avoidance. Dinner in silence. Separate bathrooms. No talking unless necessary.
But last night, I walked in on him shirtless, dripping from the shower, towel slung low. Our eyes locked. Neither of us moved. Something passed between us—heat, memory, regret.
This morning, he left a note taped to my door: 'We need to talk.'
And now he’s waiting at the end of the hall, arms crossed, voice low. 'This pretending… it’s not working. I can’t stop thinking about you.'
My pulse hammers. This is wrong. We’re siblings by law.
But do I walk away… or step closer?
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