Page 28 of Falling for his Step-Sister

“Nobody will be up for another twenty minutes.” She was sure he had no clue.

“I don’t—” Her words were cut off as he picked her up and walked into the pantry with her over his shoulder. She watched her coat on the floor as he hauled her away.

After dropping her to her feet, he pulled the black T-shirt from her body. If it hadn’t been stretchy, he would have ripped it in the process. Within seconds they were both as close to undressed as they needed to be. He had her wrapped around him as he pounded into her. It had been forever, and her body couldn’t be controlled as the orgasm rocked her. Nobody but Jonas had ever made her come so fast and without lengthy foreplay.

“I missed this little body,” he whispered, breathless as he ran his hands over her and slapped her ass once.

“We shouldn’t have done that.” She pushed out of his arms, and he set her down on her feet, which still had socks on them. Classy.

“Jonas, we’re not supposed to have sex. It’s against the rules and will get me fired. I know you don’t care about my job, but I do.” Which wasn’t really true. She hated this job. She started pulling on her clothes as Jonas only watched her, still naked.

“And I said nobody is getting in trouble. Judith doesn’t need to know, and if she found out, who cares?”

“I do! This is my job.” Her bra was missing from the pile, but it didn’t matter. She shoved her tank top back on.

Running her fingers through her hair, she didn’t think he even touched it, but she had to make sure. Once out of the pantry, he didn’t follow; he was still naked in there. Finding her bra on top of her coat, she grabbed it and shoved it in the pocket of the coat as she put it on. She would put the thing back on later, but for now, she had a job to do. Or pretend to do, at least.

When Jonas emerged from the pantry, she was already in the dining room, helping George and Louisa with whatever they wanted. They chatted quietly around her and didn’t pay attention to her all. Even Jonas ignored her when he came in from the kitchen, fully dressed for the day and no longer in the running shorts and long sleeve T-shirt he had been wearing. When had he had time to change?

After breakfast, the entire group left, which gave her a break and let her organize the rest of the day’s meals at her leisure.

Louisa was the only one who showed up for lunch. Buzz was about to put everything away when she wandered into the room. Buzz knew the kid was skipping school; the guilty look said it all. And it was only the second day of the new semester. As a woman who had skipped her fair share of classes, she knew a skipper when she saw one.

“Louisa, you’re just in time.” Time for an old-fashioned Lovely interrogation.

“Oh, I was just going to grab something from the kitchen and take it to my room,” the girl stated, her blue eyes looking anywhere but at Buzz.

“No, no, sit. I have chicken salad today. Do you like that?” Buzz hurried to grab it. Louisa wouldn’t leave if Buzz was making her a meal. She had manners, after all.

“It’s okay.” She sat down.

“How’s your day going?” Buzz asked. Innocent questions would break down her defenses.

“Okay, I’m a little sick today, so I didn’t go to my classes,” she mumbled. There was no way she was sick.

“It happens. But does the sickness have anything to do with the male house guests?” Buzz set a plate in front of the girl and sat down a chair over from her.

“No!” her voice betrayed her a little.

“Boys are evil; that’s what I’ve learned. Everyone always complains about women, but men are all hot and cold and emotional,” Buzz commiserated.

“I thought he liked me, but then he didn’t even know I existed.” She set her fork down.

Bingo!

“Then he isn’t for you. There are more men in the world than the ones in this house.” Buzz should’ve taken her own advice.

“But he was so into me, I thought.” Louisa seemed so dejected, like he was the only boy in the world.

“Hey, I thought so too. Every time I saw you two together, it seemed like you guys were going to make something of it,” Buzz lied. She’d barely looked at the guy.

“Just like everything else in my life.” The kid looked so dejected, so lost in the big world that she had no control over. It was something that Buzz knew so much about.

“What you need is a night out with your friends.” Buzz knew that was exactly what would’ve happened at her house. Nobody was depressed for long there.

“I don’t have many friends here yet, and I don’t really like going out. Too many people … I’m not really a people person.”

Buzz looked at the kid and wondered how she couldn’t be a people person. Four out of five Lovelys were people persons, and Agatha could be if she tried. No way was this kid nothing like the rest.

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