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He tenses. He sits up straighter, pulls his shoulders back, and looks at me with curious eyes. “We can talk about anything.”

I nod and try to figure out what I need to say. “So… what are we doing here? What is this?”

He starts to reach for me and then stops himself. “I think you know what this is, Cass.”

When I get nervous, I ramble, and it seems today isn’t any different. “Honestly, I wish things were different. I wish we could get to know each other and not have to worry about my mom, your dad, my sister, our families. It’s just too much, and it adds too much pressure.” I jump up from my seat and move across the room to pace. “Maybe we should just talk about the carnival. That’s what we came here to do, right? Let’s just do that. I need to figure out what my class booth is going to be. I was thinking maybe a fishing booth or something. You know where they put a magnet on the end—”

“Cassie. Stop. Breathe.”

I stop pacing and take a deep breath.

He stands up and comes for me. He’s walking slowly and deliberately, and I tense up the closer he gets. I already know that I’m weak when it comes to Baker. We are not a good idea. I know we’re not, but I don’t know if I’m going to be able to resist him. Or if I really want to.

He stops in front of me, toe to toe. I lean my head back to look up at him, and he’s searching my face. I’m almost scared of what I see in his eyes. He’s bringing out all my emotions, and I’m not sure what to do with them.

CHAPTER 10

BAKER

I can’t stay awayfrom her. I know she’s struggling with the fact that she’s my stepsister, but I just can’t walk away from her.

I want her, and I haven’t hidden that fact from her. Heck, my dad knew that first night. But it’s more than that. I want to protect her, to spend time with her and get to know her. I want to be able to hold her hand and kiss her anytime I want.

She’s peering up at me, and with her unguarded expression, I feel like I’m the king of the world. She doesn’t realize it, but her eyes reflect exactly how she’s affected by me. She wants me, but it’s more than that. She trusts me, and it makes me want to give her everything her heart desires.

“I want to spend time with you, baby. I know you’re scared, and a part of it is because I’m your stepbrother, but there’s more to it.”

“I won’t lie to you; I wish we could date but—”

“Good. Then tell me, do you feel like there’s something between us?”

She sighs in frustration. “Do you realize you just met me a few days ago? You’re willing to jeopardize our whole family dynamic because you what? Because you want me?”

“This between us is more than just me wanting you.”

She’s clueless. She really has no idea that it’s more than just sexual attraction between us. She throws her hand up in frustration. “Do you know how crazy you sound? We. Just. Met. You don’t even know me.”

I put my hands on my hips. “I know a lot about you. You’re a good person.”

She rolls her eyes, and I can’t help but smile. “Your students love you and know you care about them if Colby is any indication. You’ve completely won over my dad. All the shit with your mom and your dad, you haven’t seen what a good relationship is like or what it’s capable of. You don’t trust easily, and you don’t trust how you feel about me.”

She juts her chin at me. “How do you know I’m not exactly like my mom? Maybe I’m trying to win you over.”

I search her face, and I can see right through her. There’s a part of her that’s scared she’s going to be like her mother. Maybe that’s why she’s so scared that this could be something real. “You’re nothing like your mom, Cass.”

She seems unsure even though I’m absolutely positive about it. I repeat it, hoping she believes me. “You are nothing like your mom.”

She shrugs, and even though her body language says she doesn’t care, it’s obvious she really wants to believe what I’m saying. “You don’t know that, Baker. Anyone that knows me knows I’m trying to get out of my mom’s house. How do you know I’m not trying to take advantage of you and move in here?”

I laugh and point around my house. “You can move in here.”

She rears back in surprise. “Baker! I’m joking. I’m not trying to manipulate you.”

She looks so freaked out I do the only thing I can think of. I reach for her and bring her up against mybody. Our bodies fit perfectly together. I cup her face in my hands, and I don’t ask for permission this time. I lean down and kiss her. She opens her mouth, and I slide my tongue along hers. She whimpers, and I deepen the kiss. It’s not enough, though. I let go of her face, slide my hands down her body to her hips, and lift her up. Her hands grab on to my shoulders, and she pulls back from the kiss. “Baker, I’m too heavy.”

“You’re not. Fuck, you’re perfect.”

I carry her back across the room and then sit down on the couch with her straddling my lap. She wiggles her hips, and I lift up, pressing my hard cock against her core. She bears down on me and strokes her hips back and forth before she freezes. Her gasp fills the room. “Baker!”

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