When I got back to the house, there were no cars in the driveway, so I figured nobody was home. Dad and Evelyn didn’t know I was going to be coming home, so they likely didn’t plan to be off work. Drew had classes, and Nora had disappeared with her friend this morning.
I went in the back door that was left unlocked. The house was quiet and still, but I called out to see if anyone was home. When there was no answer, I stripped out of my clothes and threw them in the wash before grabbing a bottle of water from the kitchen.
There was a note on the island with my name written at the top.
Dean,
Big family dinner tonight since we didn’t have time to plan a homecoming for you yesterday. We are so glad to have you back here. Enjoy your day and your time off. This will always be your home, so help yourself.
Love always,
Evelyn
I couldn’t help the grin when I read the last line. Would she feel the same if she knew I wanted to help myself to her daughter?Probably not.
My dad was a lucky man. He had my mom for many years. Most people don’t get lucky in love the first time, let alone twice, but Evelyn was a sweetheart. It was no wonder Nora turned out to be one, too. She was sweet, innocent, and sexy as fuck. My dick twitched as my thoughts started to circle back to my stepsister—as if she was ever far from my thoughts, anyway.
I threw the empty bottle of water away and walked up the stairs, planning to hop in the shower. When I reached for the door, it opened, revealing Nora wrapped in a towel fresh from the shower.
Her eyes went wide, seeing me naked in front of her. My dick went from half-mast to full on hard in point five seconds.
“What are you doing here?” she asked hoarsely as her eyes tracked down my sweat covered body.
“I just got back from a run and was going to take a shower. I didn’t know anyone was here. I didn’t see your car outside.”
“I pulled it into the garage.”
I curled my fingers into my palms, my nails digging into the flesh of my hands to keep from reaching for her. It would be so easy to pull her against me. We stood there in awkward silence for a moment. “Dean. I—”
Just my name on her lips had my control slipping. I didn’t want to hear her just say my name. I wanted her to scream it.
Fuck it. I had to know her taste.
I moved toward her, backing her up into the bathroom, and kicking the door closed behind me. I didn’t stop until I backed her against the counter, trapped between it and my body.
“Did you fuck him?” I asked, adrenaline, jealousy, and need thrumming through my body in alternating waves of torment.
“What?” Her voice was raspy, and her breasts were pillowed against my chest, the terrycloth towel the only thing separating her body from mine.
“George, did you fuck him?”
“Oh. No. George is only a friend.”
I’ve never felt relief so sharp before. She wasn’t seeing anyone. There was nobody named George who had been between her legs or in her heart. She was mine. Running from it didn’t change that fact, and I was done running. Whatever happened, I was going to face this head on with her.
“What are you doing, Dean?” I watched as she nervously licked her plush lips.
I cupped her head and leaned into her, my lips just a breath away from hers. “Something I should have done a long damn time ago, Nora. Something we’ve both been fighting.”
When she didn’t deny it but whimpered with need, I gave in and claimed her mouth with mine.
CHAPTER11
NORA
Reality was so much better than my fantasies.
Dean didn’t tease or hold back. Years of pent-up lust and desire consumed me as his mouth took possession of mine. He wasn’t gentle or tender, his mouth was hot and hungry as he kissed me.
