drive past and all this would have never happened.
“Whoa, baby,” Beck uttered.
His arm was across my back, then my head felt as if I couldn’t hold it up and everything went black.
***
Beck lifted his stepsister up into his arms, feeling that she was much curvier than the last time he had held her. His dark gaze looked down the hallway where his stepmom had disappeared; her and the baby.
“Is that baby why you have such tits and ass now, baby sister,” he muttered under his breath as her lax face pressed against his upper arm. Out loud he yelled, “I’m taking Millie upstairs, she’s wiped out.”
Their parents made some affirmative sounds that they’d received the message from somewhere deeper in the house, while Beck started up the stairs. He knew the shock of seeing him at home had probably made Millie faint.
Then he realized that he was angrier than he’d been in his entire life. And that was saying a lot, because the last night he’d seen Millie he’d felt rage unlike anything he’d felt before. All because she was making it impossible for them to stay together.
But this eclipsed it. Because seeing her baby meant some other man had fucking touched his sister.
He was surprised that he wasn’t more upset over her fainting, but he’d known she’d not expected to see him or his dad at their old house. It had to be a huge and stunning surprise to her, obviously. He’d been shocked when he’d come home to visit his stepmom, at her request, and there had been his dad, with the both of them saying they had reconciled.
Beck looked down at Millie as he laid her on his bed with her blond hair fanning out across the pillow on his bed in his old room. It was impossible she could be any prettier, but she was, and a little bit of his anger receded just looking at her.
It wasn’t hard to believe another man could desire her, and have moved on her so quickly. As much as he’d tried to forget her, seeing her again was like a punch in the gut. It had made him nearly walk out the back door once he’d realized it was her at the front door. But the news of a baby had stopped him.
Beck drew his knuckles down her soft cheek. It seemed as if being pregnant had made her even more beautiful, and it soured his gut to acid thinking that some other man had bred her.
Put a baby in her, when it should have been—
“Oh,” Millie murmured. Her full lips pursed as he pulled his hand from her cheek. Her long lashes lifted and blinked, then he finally got to see her black eyes, which were one of the sexiest things about her. They drew him in like a black pool, and they always had.
But he knew he looked fierce as he looked down at her, and their gazes locked.
“Must have fallen into bed with another guy the next day after we parted ways, little sister.” He’d emphasized “sister” with nasty deepness.
Millie’s gaze and face twisted in pain, and it touched his rage, but didn’t stop it. “It’s not like that,” she whispered. God her whispers tore at him.
Harder, please, Beck, harder.
Beck made a harsh sound and he stood, then he turned and stalked out of the room. If he didn’t get his anger under control he was going to do something he’d regret. When he hit the stairs, he pulled his phone out and he looked at the email he’d gotten about counseling the new owners of the billion dollar company he’d just sold to them.
Work was how he’d managed to not think about Millie every damn minute of every day. He’d worked so hard and so many damn hours, he could never have believed it would have paid off so well. But he’d made a company that a bigger company and larger player in the field wanted, so they’d made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.
So he decided if fucking work had made him able to live without her the first time, hopefully it would a second time, and help him cool the fury he felt over Millie taking another man to her bed.
“Fuck her,” he muttered, rounding the
“Whoa, baby,” Beck uttered.
His arm was across my back, then my head felt as if I couldn’t hold it up and everything went black.
***
Beck lifted his stepsister up into his arms, feeling that she was much curvier than the last time he had held her. His dark gaze looked down the hallway where his stepmom had disappeared; her and the baby.
“Is that baby why you have such tits and ass now, baby sister,” he muttered under his breath as her lax face pressed against his upper arm. Out loud he yelled, “I’m taking Millie upstairs, she’s wiped out.”
Their parents made some affirmative sounds that they’d received the message from somewhere deeper in the house, while Beck started up the stairs. He knew the shock of seeing him at home had probably made Millie faint.
Then he realized that he was angrier than he’d been in his entire life. And that was saying a lot, because the last night he’d seen Millie he’d felt rage unlike anything he’d felt before. All because she was making it impossible for them to stay together.
But this eclipsed it. Because seeing her baby meant some other man had fucking touched his sister.
He was surprised that he wasn’t more upset over her fainting, but he’d known she’d not expected to see him or his dad at their old house. It had to be a huge and stunning surprise to her, obviously. He’d been shocked when he’d come home to visit his stepmom, at her request, and there had been his dad, with the both of them saying they had reconciled.
Beck looked down at Millie as he laid her on his bed with her blond hair fanning out across the pillow on his bed in his old room. It was impossible she could be any prettier, but she was, and a little bit of his anger receded just looking at her.
It wasn’t hard to believe another man could desire her, and have moved on her so quickly. As much as he’d tried to forget her, seeing her again was like a punch in the gut. It had made him nearly walk out the back door once he’d realized it was her at the front door. But the news of a baby had stopped him.
Beck drew his knuckles down her soft cheek. It seemed as if being pregnant had made her even more beautiful, and it soured his gut to acid thinking that some other man had bred her.
Put a baby in her, when it should have been—
“Oh,” Millie murmured. Her full lips pursed as he pulled his hand from her cheek. Her long lashes lifted and blinked, then he finally got to see her black eyes, which were one of the sexiest things about her. They drew him in like a black pool, and they always had.
But he knew he looked fierce as he looked down at her, and their gazes locked.
“Must have fallen into bed with another guy the next day after we parted ways, little sister.” He’d emphasized “sister” with nasty deepness.
Millie’s gaze and face twisted in pain, and it touched his rage, but didn’t stop it. “It’s not like that,” she whispered. God her whispers tore at him.
Harder, please, Beck, harder.
Beck made a harsh sound and he stood, then he turned and stalked out of the room. If he didn’t get his anger under control he was going to do something he’d regret. When he hit the stairs, he pulled his phone out and he looked at the email he’d gotten about counseling the new owners of the billion dollar company he’d just sold to them.
Work was how he’d managed to not think about Millie every damn minute of every day. He’d worked so hard and so many damn hours, he could never have believed it would have paid off so well. But he’d made a company that a bigger company and larger player in the field wanted, so they’d made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.
So he decided if fucking work had made him able to live without her the first time, hopefully it would a second time, and help him cool the fury he felt over Millie taking another man to her bed.
“Fuck her,” he muttered, rounding the
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