Contemporary Romance: No Ordinary Stepbrother (New Adult, Stepbrother, Short Stories, Alpha BBW Romance, Menage Romance, MFM Romance)

Contemporary Romance

©  Copyright 2014 by J.C. Taylor - All rights reserved.

This document is geared towards providing exact and reliable information in regards to the topic and issue covered. The publication is sold with the idea that the publisher is not required to render accounting, officially permitted, or otherwise, qualified services. If advice is necessary, legal or professional, a practiced individual in the profession should be ordered.

- From a Declaration of Principles which was accepted and approved equally by a Committee of the American Bar Association and a Committee of Publishers and Associations.

In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights reserved.

The information provided herein is stated to be truthful and consistent, in that any liability, in terms of inattention or otherwise, by any usage or abuse of any policies, processes, or directions contained within is the solitary and utter responsibility of the recipient reader. Under no circumstances will any legal responsibility or blame be held against the publisher for any reparation, damages, or monetary loss due to the information herein, either directly or indirectly.

Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher.

The information herein is offered for informational purposes solely, and is universal as so. The presentation of the information is without contract or any type of guarantee assurance.

The trademarks that are used are without any consent, and the publication of the trademark is without permission or backing by the trademark owner. All trademarks and brands within this book are for clarifying purposes only and are the owned by the owners themselves, not affiliated with this document.

Chapter One

I remember the first time mom had told me she was dating, It was

with a man named Gary Hilman, He was nice and I could tell when I

had first meet him, that he cared for my mother a lot – more than my

biological father had ever cared for her. At first, just like any other

teenage daughter, I was concerned for my mother and a little jealous

that she was with someone new, and I felt a little pushed out of the

picture, but as I got to know Gary, he really did want me in his life,

and in my moms life, he cared for me just like his own.

Gary wasn't a bad guy, In fact I went to high school with his son

Michael who every one had a crush on, he was the football teams

rising star, the quarter back that everyone gushed on, yes, including

me.

I had a crush on Michael Hilman, and when I found out my mom

was dating his dad, I was even more excited than I had ever been

before. Who would have thought that Michael would be living in my

house, the very same house that I grew up in my entire life.

I remember when mom had told me that Gary and Michael were

going to move in with us, Of course, I was a bit apprehensive about it -

a new guy moving in that wasn't my dad, living in my child hood

home, It was a change for me, and I didn't like change.

“How long have you guys been dating?” I asked mom. Giving her the

whole, I'm your daughter, and you should of asked me first type

speech. 

“Six months,” Mom replied, and I looked at her with wide eyes.

“Six months!” I say out loud. A bit stunned that she has been hiding

her dating life from me, I thought we could tell each other everything.

“Yes baby,” Six months.

I scowled at her in annoyance.

“Don't give me that look Grace,”

“You lied to me mom, you always told me that you would tell me

everything, no matter what,” I say to her. I wasn't trying to make her

feel bad – but it was the truth, and mother had always taught me to

speak the truth, and say whats on my mind.

So in reality, I was just doing what I was told.

“I know Gracie,” She said. “Look, Gary is really great and he makes

me happy, when your father and I got divorced I was heartbroken and

never thought I would be able to find love again, but then Gary came

along and showed me that I could love again,” Mom said.

“For six months,” I couldn't get over the fact that they were dating for

six months without me knowing.

That would be like me not telling her I was pregnant for six months -

which for one would never happen.

“I know, but why do they have to live here? Michael is a jerk,”

“Gracie, your nineteen now, I think you can handle being an adult

around him no matter how much of a jerk you say he is, - the kid has

been through a rough time with his mother dying and everything else,”

That's nice, I had been having a hard time ever since my parents got

divorced, does that mean Gary has to have sympathy on me?

Probably not.

“Fine,” I fold my arms in front of my chest with a deep sigh.

Mother kissed my forehead. “Thank you baby, now go get ready for

dinner, Your meeting them tonight,”

Reluctantly, I did as I was told

__

Dinner was possibly the worst.

Gary set next to my mom, kissing and holding her hand, mom giggled

like a cute little school girl as he kissed her teasingly, I rolled my eyes

and I was trying not to gag on my food while eating.

“Can you two do this when your alone please,” I say. Both Gary and my

mother looked at me, my mother mostly looking at me with a scowl.

Gary cleared his throat.

“So,” He said. As he had gone back to eating his food.

“Do you have any plans for school Grace?”

It wasn't any of his business, but why not enlighten him?

“Yes,” I say. As I took a sip of my drink. “I want to be a history

teacher,”

“A teacher?” He questioned my dream, and I was starting to become

infuriated.

“Why a teacher?”

I sit back in my chair and look at him directly in the eyes. “Because

of my grandma,” I say. “She is the one who inspired me to be a

teacher, she taught me, and now I want to teach others,”

Mom decided to chime in, and I wish she hadn't. “Gracie was home

schooled for a couple years, she finally decided she wanted to go to

a public school when she had started middle school,”

I sigh.

I wasn't going to win this.

“Oh,” Gary said. Almost sounding surprised.

“Do you mind me asking why?”

Before I could even speak, mom chimed in again. “She had really

bad anxiety attacks since the age of four, it was just too hard with her

anxiety to even step into a school, so I had decided to home school her

my mom was a teacher, so it wasn't hard to get one for her,”

“I see,” He smiled. “I wish I could have meet your mother,”

Yeah, right.

“I do to,” Mom said. “She would have loved you more than Justin,”

Mom chuckles, and I just roll my eyes.

This was the start of all my problems, when I didn't need them, I

gained them, and when I already had problems, more problems were

created.

So this was the start of my story, on how I had fallen in love with my

step brother.

__

It had been a good year or so since Mom and Gary had been

married.  Mom and Gary were still sleeping, as I walked into

the kitchen with my jogging suit on and There he was - Staring at me

with his beautiful icy blue eyes I couldn’t help but think of him as a

different person, he was so perfect in every way shape or form, I didn’t

understand why i was feeling this way, I knew it wasn’t right because

after all, he was my step brother. He winked at me as he walked by,

slowly brushing his hand against my shoulder, I shivered as he did,

and closed my eyes.

No Grace.

I had to say to myself, as much as i wanted to go after him, I couldn’t.

For one our parents were home, and for another, as I said, he was my

step brother. I sighed frustrated and headed to my room as quickly as

possible, shutting the door and ran my hands through

my hair. His touch.

There was something about his touch that I had adored more than

anything, more than his eyes, it had made my heart melt. Was it

normal to feel this way about your own step brother? There was

no one I could talk to about this.

I lay on my bed, looking up towards the ceiling. “No more thoughts” I

say out loud to myself. I pulled the covers over me and looked out the

window, I saw that it had been a full moon outside. Great.

A Full moon.

The legend says people do crazy things on a full moon, and its here for

the next day or so, lets just hope that nothing happens, like I know

Michael wants it to.

My mind was already corrupted with the thoughts of him touching me

and kissing me. I stopped and closed my eyes, falling asleep.

Chapter Two

The next morning had come.

A headache pounding in my head I woke up and heard Michael blare

his music listening to the band
Paramore,
it was one of the main

things we had in common, was our taste in music. I listened to

everything and anything, even classical, however, he doesn't, its

alternative music for him, or its metal.

Not that music choices really mattered to me in a guy – For two years

now, I had been single, my boyfriend cheated on me with my best

friend, and I hadn't talked to either one of the senses, and I really

didn't care to, since then, I haven't had any “feelings” for anyone

because I was afraid of getting hurt again.

I looked out the window of my room and saw mom and Gary had

gotten in the car and left. Where they were going, I was unsure, but I

honestly didn't care at this point what they did anymore, I had to

worry about my life and what I was going to do about my future, I had

a lot riding on my future, and I couldn't screw it up.

“Great,” I say out-loud to myself. With a small sigh as I sat back on

my bed.

I’m home alone with him. Being home alone with him was not my idea