Stepbrother HOT! (The Stepbrother Romance Series - Book #3) by Claire Adams Page A

excited when I met her. I guess
her and Dad are in love.” Jaxon kicked his legs out, lifting his feet out of
the water and plunging them back in. “We’ve gone and fucked up their little
honeymoon pretty well, haven’t we?” I laughed in spite of how miserable I felt.
    “We sure did.” I felt my heart starting to beat a
little bit faster, just from being so close to Jaxon. “What the hell are we
going to do about this?” I looked at him. Jaxon groaned.
    “I don’t know. I guess we can hope that your mom and
my dad break up.”
    I snorted. “That’s a great thing to hope for—that
they’re both as miserable as we are.” I licked my lips and looked down at my
feet in the water. They looked so much paler than usual. “I know it’s stupid
that they got married so soon, and you’re probably not really in the mood to
want good things for your dad, but at least he’s kind of happy.”
    “He was kind of happy. I gotta admit your mom’s pretty hot—for someone her age.” I laughed.
    “You don’t have to say it like that; I’m not going
to accuse you of wanting to bang your stepmom.” Jaxon laughed out loud.
    “Oh god, no. I wouldn’t want to bang her. Be a great way to get back at Dad, but she isn’t
really my type.”
    “Are you at least okay? I mean…Bob said some
terrible things last night. You both did, but…god, some of the things he said.”
I shook my head. I had been so appalled. My mind rang with all of the horrible
things that Bob had called his son, the things he’d nearly shouted at Jaxon.
How could any father who loved his son say things like that?
    “Yeah, I’m all right. I flagged one of the snow
patrol guys and caught a lift home, went to my room. I spent an hour breaking
shit, and then another hour cleaning everything up.” I snorted; I could just
picture it. “It doesn’t matter anyway. Soon as Dad’s in a better mood he’ll buy
me whatever I want.”
    “Seems like a good deal; he calls you the worst
things this side of evil, then gets you a bunch of shit to make up.”
    “It works,” Jaxon said with a shrug. “It’s not
great, but it’s how it is.” We both fell silent for a long time, looking at the
water, looking at our feet.
    “Oh God,” I said, the realization hitting me. “Oh
God, Jaxon, you realize we’re going to have to be together for Christmas break,
too.” Jaxon groaned.
    “Oh of course. Fuck.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “And both our parents are going to
be watching us like hawks. Waiting to catch us in the act
again.”
    “Good job telling Bob,” I said, making a face. “Before we’d have just had Mom keeping us apart.” I gave him
a playful shove. Jaxon grabbed my hand.
    “Hey. It was kind of worth it. I mean, I’m glad I
got to tell him. He’d have found out eventually.”
    “Probably.” I sighed. “God, Jax . What are we going to do about
this stupid mess?” Jaxon sank backward, resting on his elbows and staring up at
the ceiling as he sighed.
    “I don’t know. I mean, I thought that we could just
stop seeing each other; and obviously that’s what Dad and your mom both want.
But I thought I could just ignore you, once we found out—and that obviously
didn’t work.”
    “You know, you could have told me then the reason
why you were avoiding me.”
    “I felt weird about it,” Jaxon admitted. “I probably
should have told you, but god—how do you even tell someone that? ‘ Hey, Mia, so guess what? We’re brother and sister now. No
more hot sex.”
    I had to laugh. “Because you know, it worked out so
well for us to decide ‘no more hot sex’ when we both knew.”
    “Right?” Jaxon groaned again.
    “I guess we should just try harder. I could…I could
stop going to the frat house.” Except that all my friends were there. If I did
that, I’d basically have to start my entire social life from scratch. And of
course the guys would want to know why I stopped hanging out; what would I tell
them?
    “Nah. You