More Than Enough (Enough #2)

More Than
Enough

Book 2 in the Enough Series

By Kate Daniels

Copyright 2014 Kate Daniels

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All rights reserved. This book may not be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of events to real life, or of characters to actual persons, is purely coincidental. The author acknowledges status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction.

This book is for those who are sixteen and older due to sexual content and language

Prologue

Ever since she walked through my door five years ago, she was everything that represented love to me. She moved in as
a teenage girl with two teenage boys, and she showed us what it meant to be a family. Brayden and I had been broken for a long time. Our mother died of cancer two years earlier, and our dad had left her and us even before that. When she died, we were on our own. Dad financially gave us his support, and we were allowed to do whatever we wanted. But he was never around.

Brayden and I just went through life with no real purpose. He did better than I
, and seemed to be able to establish real friendships and actually like interact normally girls. I was a sixteen year old guy that used girls because all they wanted to do was use me. I had friends. But they just hung with me because of Brayden, or because I was so good at football. I never really showed anyone who I was or let them in. I was numb emotionally and just didn’t care about being close to people.

But she changed all that. She reflected everything that was lacking in my life. She was so beautiful it
almost hurt to look at her, but her eyes just reflected her innocence and love. She loved Brayden and me immediately too. She helped bring us together as nothing had done since we lost our mom. She learned how to fish because that is what I liked to do on Saturdays, and she started always coming with me when I did. She learned how to drive a four wheeler cause Brayden loved them. She would drive deep in the woods with him and get all muddy without complaint. After she moved in, she never missed one of our sport events or award ceremonies for Brayden or me.

Carter made us a family again, and she showed us both how to love and be loved. She bec
ame everything to us. The only person on this earth that we could count on and protect, and I felt like those years I was with her I was actually living again. But then I had to leave her to go to college. I was a year ahead of both her and Brayden, but I comforted myself that I would be with her again soon.

Apart from her I felt numb
again. I had already told her that I loved her as more than just her family, but she was honest and with her pure love for me in her eyes told me she didn’t feel the same way. It broke me, but I comforted myself that she was still mine and Brayden’s. Until she became only his, and I felt like my whole world just shattered into a million pieces. The one light in my life would never be mine to keep. All I knew about love was shown to me by her, and I was desperate to still take any scraps that she was willing to give. I think I always will be. Cause deep down I know that the love I felt for her was the only truly admirable piece of me.

Chapter 1

                            Keller

I love her, I need her, I want her. The words just echo in my head over and over again, until I feel like I’m going to fucking lose it. Carter Sanders has been everything to me since she walked through my front door when I was sixteen. I saw all the hope that my workaholic dad and my deceased mother weren’t able to give me in this one beautiful girl. She smiled at me, and I think I felt my heart literally stop for a second. Every time I look at her, it makes me feel like I’m important to someone. She’s the only good rush of emotion I get anywhere except on the football field. All I’ve ever wanted was for her to be mine, but she’s not. And she’ll never be mine now; she’s chosen my brother. They are as obsessed with each other as I’m obsessed with her.

He touches her constantly, and she loves it. When they disappear s
omewhere at a party or when we’re hanging out, I know that they just can’t take it anymore. That they’ve found somewhere that he can fuck her. I heard them the other day when my professor didn’t show up for my statistics class. I go to open the door to the dorm room I share with Brayden, and I hear Carter screaming and begging him to give her more. I listened and heard every scream, moan, and cry. It was so damn painful to listen to, but I got off on it in the shower later that night. I just pretended she was there with me, and she was making all those sounds just for me as I was pumping into her. Never have I cum that fucking fast before in my life.

I have no pride when it comes to her. They knew I was down, and I know Brayden understood it was because I missed Carter last year. I was a grade ahead
so I had to leave her for college. During that time, Carter and Brayden got together. They were living together in our house because she’s our stepsister. Her mother and our father are really sad excuses for parents; they stopped in a few times a year when it suited them. Other than that, we got nothing from them at all. Not for graduation or any award ceremonies or our ball games, we were on our own. We always had each other; until I had to leave both of them. They forged a bond stronger and different than what we had all had together. We’re all still close and family, but they were now each other’s future. I was just the brother, cursed to sit on the outside and look in enviously at their more intimate relationship now.

When Brayden asked me if I need
ed them to try to get their sports scholarships at Florida State, I said yes and did not offer any apologies for it. I still needed to see her face and be with her as much as I could. If she was going to marry him, have his children, and grow old with him; I was not going to feel guilty about demanding I share her college experiences.

When they arrived down here, I constantly had to watch them together. It fucking hurt so bad that I felt sometimes I couldn’t breathe. But at least I felt someth
ing again. When she wasn’t with me, I just felt numb until I could hear her voice or see her smile again. That’s what Bray doesn’t understand because he’s never had to lose her. He wants me to start dating other chicks and begin to see what else is out there. But I feel nothing for other girls, not even a shot of pure lust. Carter got everything I could give when she walked into my life, and just because I’m not her number one doesn’t mean she isn’t mine. I don’t even want to stop loving her. I’ve felt this way since I was sixteen, and it’s all I fucking know. I just want to soak in as much time as I can with her and pray that Brayden doesn’t start to try to put distance between us. We both love each other since we’re brothers, but she has always been our top priority. And we both know and respect that.

Athena

I watched him as he walked to the football stadium. He was looking down at the ground, and I hated that. I had always wanted to cheer him up and give him something to be happy about, but he’s never given any girl that I know of the slightest sign of interest at all. I started to wonder if even with all that sexual charge I felt from him; he just wasn’t interested in women.

But then she showed up. Even I have to admit that she could probably interest any man alive. She walked in to try out for Florida State’s dance team, and I saw all the girl
s in the gymnasium just pause for a second. I wondered myself if she was real, or if she was just a nightmare that had appeared while I was awake. But no, I got closer to her, and she got even more perfect. She was so tiny, tan, and tight everywhere. Her skin was absolute perfection, and you could see a lot of it in her tiny shorts and sports bra. Her hair was so blond and long in a perfect ponytail, but there were absolutely no roots showing. So unless she got it done yesterday, she was a natural blond with the tiniest waist, tightest ass, and biggest boobs I’ve ever seen. She was short but that just seemed to make her whole package even sexier somehow, and her light blue eyes sparkled and lit up when she met my eyes.

Our captain, Rachel, finally got herself back together, and she showed the tryouts some new moves to copy. I watched the vision of perfection copy every move perfectly and do it better than Rachel ever could. Damn it, she was definitely going to make the team. All of us would fade into oblivion next to her and her perfect looks and moves. I really wanted to attract a football or basketball player who was going somewhere.

I had grown up in a trailer with a mother who worked as a waitress at least ninety hours every week, and a dad who just didn’t care much about anything. I wasn’t abused, but I definitely didn’t live in the Brady Bunch household. It could have been worse, I know, but I promised myself I would get the hell out of that life. I have, but I know my limitations just like I know my strengths. I am beautiful and decently smart. Not smart enough to get easily through med school, but I’m getting a business degree in accounting and earned a scholarship. I can make decent money at that, and I will go that route if I have to. But I also know I’m a great dancer, and have killer legs and a great rack. I just want to catch the eye of an athlete who is heading to the big leagues, and I’ll support him every step of the way. I would have to like and be attracted to him, but I do know I want as far away from the trailer park as I can get. The problem is that with someone as stunning as the blond stealing the show; I might not get noticed at all. She’s the type that literally stops traffic.

I find out her name, Carter Sanders, at the end of practice when Rachel calls it out to let her know she made the team. She smiles happily when her name is called but doesn’t seem surprised t
o have made it. This girl might be smarter than she looks, and if God gave her even more than I’ve already seen, I have to question him on fairness.

I decide to not procrastinate and find out more about her right now.
“Hi, Carter, right? I’m Athena. Congrats on making the team. You were really awesome out there.” She gives me great eye contact and replies, “Thanks so much. I love to dance, and I’m really excited about being on the team, but I do have a few questions for the captain. I just didn’t want to seem presumptuous and ask them before I made it.” She smiles and her face almost blinds me with its radiance. Damn, could the girl turn down the charm and beauty just a little?

“Well, I’m
sure Rachel’ll be happy to answer any questions you have, but maybe I can help you with them. Last year, I was her assistant with everything.” She explains to me then, “Okay, well, I’m on the volleyball team as well, and I can’t dance for the basketball team’s games because they interfere with my volleyball schedule. So I was just checking before I wasted anybody’s time if that would be possible. If not I completely understand, just wanted to be honest and upfront about my intentions.” Wow, this girl plays volleyball too. I really don’t want to like her, but she seems so genuine that I’m struggling with being drawn to her despite her extraordinary looks. I know Rachel will still let her dance because she’ll make our football game performances look better, and we’ve different practices for different games. So she’d just come to the ones that she needed to.