Resist Me (Change Me Book One - standalone): McCoy Raven Boys by A.O. Peart

a few seconds before he glanced away, but it felt like hours and it left me so confused.  
    “Are you hungry?” he asked.  
    “No, that burrito I had was huge.” I grinned, thinking of how great it tasted and how messy it was.  
    He looked back at me, smiling. Oh, no—those eyes were spellbinding me again. I quickly averted my gaze. The boats and the water were much safer to concentrate on.  
    “I’m going to chop some wood for the stove. There isn’t much left. Colton used it all up when he was here last time and obviously didn’t bother to replenish the stash.”  
    “Something tells me you’re gonna have a little talk with your brother about that.” I chuckled.  
    “You bet. At least he had a decency to wash the bed sheets. I just checked.”  
    I looked at him questioningly.
    “He brought his girlfriend here for the weekend. She likes to fish, so he decided this place would impress her.” He shrugged and then shook his head. “They left a whole stash of condoms in the bedside drawer though.”
    An unexpected rush of heat shot through my body. It must have been a natural response to what Ethan implied at—that someone recently had sex in this cabin. I scolded myself for reacting like a hormone-driven teenager. Why should I care if some people I’ve never even met had sex or not? But I did care, no matter how much I wanted to deny it. This was making me extremely uncomfortable and even more confused.  
    Ethan smiled apologetically. “Sorry, I keep talking as if you were one of my brothers or male cousins. I spend way too much time with them.”  
    “Oh, no worries.” I tried to sound indifferent, but failed. And my cheeks turned red, which made me even more self-conscious than I already was. This was becoming ridiculous. Why couldn’t I relax around Ethan?  
    He watched me for a moment, but I was afraid to look at him. These spellbinding eyes were too much for me to handle. Suddenly, I felt very vulnerable. I got up and said, “Will you show me around?”
    “Yes, I was planning on that. Just wanted to check if everything inside was left in order. Colton knows better than to leave a mess in my cabin, but you never know.”
    “How old is he?” I was curious.
    “Just turned twenty-one. He’s the baby of the family.”
    “How old are you, in you don’t mind me asking?”  
    “Twenty-four. You?”
    “Only one year younger than you.”  
    “Cool. Come inside.” He motioned for me to follow through the back door.
    We stepped into, what I assumed was a living room, or maybe a family room, or something else all together. I didn’t know if there was a specific name for the rooms in such cabins by a lake. It was spacious, although far from lavish. Everything in here seemed to have its own place. The furniture looked comfortable and was positioned with one simple purpose in mind: the usefulness, not just looks. There were two identical, oversized recliners, a matching sofa, and a coffee table which reminded me of a sturdy block of wood. A few fishing magazines and books laid neatly placed in one corner.  
    A heavy duty wrought-iron log holder, presently housing just two logs stood in front of the fireplace. I looked to the mantel and saw a row of framed photos.  
    Ethan caught my gaze and pointed to each of them, while explaining who were they of, “This is my mom and dad on their thirtieth wedding anniversary cruise; this one here is Colton’s high school graduation picture; and here are the twins in the bar, getting shitfaced after graduating from college; that’s me and Nash, fishing; and this photo was taken of all of us on Grandma Ruth’s birthday, I forgot which one. She’s my dad’s mother.”  
    Grandma Ruth appeared tough. I suspected she wouldn’t put up with any crap from her huge family or anyone else for that matter. Ethan’s brothers looked so much alike, there could be no doubt they were related. I wouldn’t be able to tell the twins apart, at least not from the