Loving Siblings: Aidan & Dionne by Catharina Shields Page A

freaking crux of my
problem.” She sighed again.
    Since she remained the eldest child, she was
naturally given the responsibility of helping Mom keep the unruly
brood somewhat civil. Mom, being a traditional Indonesian woman,
honored the cultural tradition that the eldest daughters act as
their mother’s aide, although she never forced it. She merely let
it happen.
    It was probably during that time she
developed a deep nurturing soul. It was one that would ultimately
have her decide to become a Registered Nurse, something she
discovered she was a natural at.
    As the years passed, Aidan and she grew ever
closer. She always believed he saw her more as his mother than his
sister. Mom had her hands full with the other children which left
her to care for Aidan most of the time.
    Out of all of the van Nuys kids, Aidan was
by far the most beautiful. He was the one who got the most
attention no matter where he went. How could people resist? He was
as gorgeous as he was charming, and he could tempt a nun without
even trying.
    His hair was blacker than a crow’s wing, his
eyes were a deep, penetrating azure, and his lips were full, sexy,
and simply made for kissing. But they only came to their full
potential when he flashed that big, bright smile.
    The crystalline blue of his eyes was
enhanced by long, sooty lashes arming his already potent peepers
with a powerful weapon, to say the least. At times, all he had to
do was look at you, and with no effort at all, he’d make you
fluster and blush.
    Dionne paused flipping a heavy album
page. She frowned recalling the blonde in the locker room. Candace
Baeren. Even she blushed
around Aidan. And that for a
girl who’d been around the block more times than not!
    Maybe she blushed because she was
horny. But whatever made her do it, she had been blushing. Candace was a renowned flirt
even if her Cal-Tech professor father didn’t believe it. She
should’ve known Candace would eventually end up with
Aidan.
    She sighed. “I just wish I weren’t privy to
it,” Dionne said, downtrodden.
    It was hard for her to see pretty, sexy
girls always prancing around her younger brother. He was just so
engaging that it was inevitable he’d find himself surrounded by the
most beautiful girls in their community.
    So that begged the question . . . why did he
try to come on to her?
    With so much beauty around him, and no
shortage of sex partners, why did he bother with her ? What was his motivation to say
the things he said or act the way he had?
    It just didn’t make sense.
    They weren’t blood related, but they’d been
raised as siblings, so was that the attraction? Was it because he’d
had so much of the usual, and got it so easily that he now wanted
to try something . . . more challenging. Different?
    He had a strong competitive nature and an
insatiable curiosity, always ready to try new things. Could this be
why he was suddenly making unmistakable overtures her way? He
wanted to try something . . . new?
    Dionne frowned.
    She shut the album and set it aside as she
rose to her feet and seated herself in her bay window. She pulled
up her knees before hugging them, and laid her head back against
the wall, staring pensively out into the starry skies.
    Was that what it was? Aidan was bored and
needed something that was more of a challenge?
    She felt a little downtrodden. If that were
the case, then his feelings for her were limited to sexual
experimentation, and she knew she’d have to pass. She wasn’t
anybody’s guinea pig, and unlike him, her feelings always ran deep.
Much more deeply than they should. She knew an experiment like that
would hurt her for the rest of her life.
    Her head shot up. “Jeezus!” she said
in shock. Was she actually thinking about having sex with Aidan?
Was she out of her freakin’ mind ?
    She left her bay window to get her comb from
the dresser, but she was distracted by her reflection in her mirror
again. She turned and looked at her flushed reflection before
quietly