But Brett hugged him instead.
It’d been a sudden hug and one, clearly, my adoptive father hadn’t anticipated.
Dad froze, his arms slowly coming down around the hugger. “Son?”
Son…
My blinks rapid, the guy who hugged him merely brought an arm farther around my dad. The pair shifted, and I found nothing but green eyes in my direction.
They accompanied his smile.
“Hey, Dad,” the boy with the beautiful green eyes said, his words shocking me still. He hugged my father harder. “Good to see you.”
Chapter Two
Jax
Golden… absolutely fucking gold.
The hug had been an even better touch.
Stomaching it, nothing but pure and utter bliss rolled through me, my gaze on my stepsister. She stood there, stunned in her fucking My Little Pony shorts.
Because yes, she had those too.
Her bedroom looked like the pony exploded in it, and had she not been such a good lay, it might have bothered me a little.
She was a gangly thing, tall. I considered myself a tall guy at six foot two, but this girl came up to my chin.
And what a little priss she’d been.
I hadn’t known I’d popped her cherry, but that’d been a win for me. I hoped one of many.
But she didn’t fool me… this girl chewing her lip and staring at me from behind my dad’s shoulder. Girls like her, model-esque with a cup size that held the highest percentage of their body weight liked to play the sweet, innocent thing. They feigned not to know how sexy they were just to get compliments, and though they may keep their virginity in check, they just as easily let guys pound every hole but their pussy to hold on to the title. My stepsister was one of those girls.
Sexy.
Shallow as fuck.
Mine to end.
She’d be an easy one to break, almost not even a challenge. She’d been all over my dick last night like the little entitled whore she was, wrestling with her hands now while my bio dad fawned all over me. What I wouldn’t give to be in her head right now.
I was about to be.
“Jaxen…” my sperm donor of a father said in my ear, grappling my shoulder. He’d been surprised I’d hugged him. Clearly.
Because in any other circumstances, I wouldn’t have.
I wouldn’t have granted him the satisfaction, but today, I would.
Today was different.
A sigh actually racked the fucker’s shoulders, and again, I had to stomach it. That was why I was here, for this.
Boning my stepsister had just been a bonus.
She looked about two seconds away from freaking out, wrestling with that ass-length hair of hers. She was pale as fuck considering how close she lived to the beach, but maybe, just maybe I might have had something to do with that. She truly hadn’t known who I was to her, and had I not stalked the hell out of my father and his create-a-family on social media, I might not have known who she was either. Oddly enough, the chick hadn’t been on social media, but my father was. A politician, his handles were filled with pictures of her and my stepmom.