Page 63 of One Wrong Step


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Then it clicks. “You’ve never actually tried it?”

He takes a sip of his drink and drums his fingers on his glass. “Never had the chance. But I’ve watched…others.”

“Others?” I raise a brow, trying not to laugh. “Voyeuristic kink? Did you get that from watching farm animals?”

He shoots me a shocked look. “Jesus, Vivian. Not actual people. I mean porn.”

I laugh. I can’t help it. He’s too easy. And an embarrassed Jonah is hard to resist. “They aren’t actual people?”

“You know what I mean. Stop teasing me.”

I hide my smile in my drink. I don’t know what to do with this Jonah. Sweet and sexy and vulnerable. I know what I’d like to do to him, but right now, that seems like it would be a very bad decision.

“I don’t even know if I could do it,” he admits, ducking his head.

“I call bullshit.”

Jonah crowding me against the door. Slamming his hand on the wall over my head.

My body responds to the memory, and I hold my drink in my lap.

Jonah scowls at me. “You don’t know everything.”

The insecurity in his eyes makes me reckless.

“How are you this clueless?”

“Stop being a dick.”

He shuffles like he’s planning on leaving. And I can’t let that happen.

“Fine,” I say with an exaggerated whine. “I can’t believe I’m going to admit this.”

Jonah stops but doesn’t look at me. That’s probably for the best. “Admit what?”

“That day in the hallway. You were in my face and had me pinned against the doorframe…”

“I apologized for that.” His voice is barely a whisper.

“You did.” I scoot on the bed until we’re facing each other. I lift his chin. “In that moment, I would have done anything you asked, Jonah. Anything.”

He swallows. “You’re only saying that to make me feel better.”

“Hm. That doesn’t sound like me.”

“Viv—”

“I was turned on and fucking pissed about it.” I hold his chin so he can’t look away. “I stormed into my room to get away from you, but it didn’t help. And it didn’t stop me from jerking off to thoughts of you ordering me to get on my knees. It was the first time I got off thinking about my stepbrother.” I hold his gaze. “But it wasn’t the last.”