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I closed my bedroom door and reached the top of the stairs to head back down when I turned around and walked down the hall to his bedroom. I didn’t know what his problem with me was, but if he was going to live here, I needed to talk to him. I knocked on the door.

“Go the fuck away,” he said.

I raised my hand to knock again, but didn’t. What was I doing? He obviously didn’t want to talk to me, so why was I pushing?

From the first moment I saw Shane, there was something about him I couldn’t resist. I was never the kind of girl to follow a guy or swoon whenever one was around. Hell, I was never the girl who used the word swoon. But that had been Shane’s effect on me from day one, and it didn’t change now that he was back.

As I came downstairs, I overheard my dad and Joanna talking in the kitchen. I stopped on the steps where they couldn’t see me so I could listen.

“How long do you think Shane will stay?” Dad asked.

“I don’t know. He’s never wanted to stay with me before. Knowing him, he’ll get himself in trouble again soon. I’m just worried because he’s an adult now.”

There was silence between them, but I waited, expecting them to continue talking.

“I’m going to check on Rosalie,” Dad said.

Crap! I’m caught! I thought as I stood frozen on the steps.

“Oh, there you are,” Dad said, looking surprised to find me. “How about a walk?”

That was my dad’s code for when he wanted to talk without Joanna around. I put on my sneakers and we headed out the door. We were a block away from home before my dad said anything.

“I wanted to talk to you about Shane,” he said. “I just want to make sure you’re okay with him living here. Joanna didn’t tell me he was coming until this morning. I don’t think she expected him to stay.”

“You said he was in jail?”

He nodded. “Yeah, for drugs, like his dad. I don’t know everything, but he’s had a rough life. I really think he’s a good kid, he just needs someone to believe in him.”

I felt so bad hearing Shane was in jail for drugs, I couldn’t say anything else. It was my fault he was in jail. Why didn’t he tell them that? Questions swam through my head, but I knew my dad didn’t have the answers. If I wanted to know what really happened, I needed to get Shane to talk to me.

“I just wanted to tell you that if you feel uncomfortable with him here, just say the word and he’s gone,” Dad said.

“No, I’m fine,” I said. “He doesn’t bother me. I’m sure everything will be okay.”

When we got back from our walk, Joanna said dinner was almost ready. I went to my room to change clothes. I was a little sweaty and figured I could take a quick shower before dinner.

The bathroom door was closed, but sometimes I closed it out of habit. I opened the door and a wall of steam enveloped me, confusing me.

What the hell? Did I leave the water running?

As I entered the bathroom, the shower curtain slid open and Shane stepped out of the shower and onto the fuzzy rug. He was naked except for the towel he was drying his hair with.

I wanted to turn around and leave the bathroom, but I was paralyzed by the sight of him. The water dripping down his body was mesmerizing. And when my eyes reached his cock, I let out a small gasp. I had never seen one so big.

“Do I get a welcome fuck?” he asked.

“A what?”

“Why else would you be in here? Didn’t you hear the shower?”

“I… I forgot we shared a bathroom,” I said, still not looking away.

“You can’t even stop staring, can you?”

“I...uhh...wow,” I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. Why couldn’t I look away?

“Hello to your big new friend, huh?” he said with a laugh, his voice sounding lighthearted. “You know where to find me if you ever need it. Maybe this arrangement isn’t so bad. How about a little tit for tat?”

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