Stepbrother OMG! (The Stepbrother Romance Series #2) by Claire Adams

STEPBROTHER
OMG!
    The
Stepbrother Romance Series Book #2
    BAD
BOY FRAT
    By
Claire Adams

 
    This
book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are
products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not
to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual
events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

 
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© 2015 Claire Adams

 
 
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    CHAPTER
1
    I stood there in shock for a long time, just staring
at Jaxon without knowing exactly how to react.
    Jaxon was my step-brother. We were related—even if
it was only just in the past few days or weeks. We’d had sex. It hit me all at
once that Jaxon’s standoffish behavior made sense—at least, if he had already
known about who his father was dating, who he had
married. I hadn’t paid much attention to my mom’s dating life, other than to
know that she had one. I had no idea what to do; I just stared awkwardly at
Jaxon, my heart pounding in my chest.
    Jaxon’s look of horror and humiliation faded
abruptly. “Hey, Mia,” he said, putting on a smile and extending his hand.
“Pleased to meet you; your mom’s told me a lot about you.” I swallowed the lump
in my throat and shook his hand. I felt incredibly awkward about it, but I was
able to come out of my shock enough to at least go along with the tactic that
Jaxon apparently decided on. For a moment, as we chatted to each other
awkwardly before our beaming parents, I thought to myself that if Jaxon had any
kind of advance warning that this awkwardness was going to happen, he was an
asshole for not warning me. But then I thought to myself that
disengaging—breaking things off entirely, not even being my friend—might have
been a clue that something bigger was up, even if he hadn’t wanted to talk
about why he was doing it.
    I found myself talking completely off of my brain; I
was saying the most inane things to Jaxon and he was smiling and nodding and
saying the same kinds of inane things back to me. It was the most awkward,
embarrassing, ridiculous moment of my life; the only thing I could think about
was how much I wanted it to end, how much I wished I could just run out of the
stupid mansion and get in my car and spend the whole break in my dorm, being
mortified in private like any self-respecting person who just found out that
they had inadvertently screwed their step-brother.
    Fuck. Step-brother. He’s my step-brother. Shit.
    My cheeks burned over and over again and I struggled
to push down the blushes that I knew were making my face bright red. I wasn’t
sure whether to be pleased or disturbed at the fact that no one seemed to even
notice the fact that I was humiliated.
    I had never been more relieved in my life to be
interrupted in a conversation as I was when Mom announced that dinner was
ready. I’d timed my arrival pretty well; I’d intentionally wanted to get to my
mom’s boyfriend’s house—or, rather, my new step-father’s house—right before
dinner would be served. When I’d planned the drive, it had mostly been because
I had wanted to minimize the awkwardness of meeting the guy she was apparently
head over heels in love with. But I was definitely grateful that I’d thought
ahead; the situation was way worse than I had imagined.
    So Mom led us all into the dining room and I tried
to get a grip on myself; it wasn’t that bad, I told myself over and over again,
firmly. I hadn’t known that