“I really did a number on you, didn’t I?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but please get out of my room.” I wasn’t a child anymore, but thinking about it, Myron has never been in my room. He’s always kept his distance unless he was saying things that at times made me feel like I didn’t exist.
“I’m going to make this up to you.” He strokes my cheek, but it’s not in a creepy way. There’s intent there, and kindness.
“Have you brought a date to dinner?” I ask. I need to keep some distance and stop thinking this has any meaning at all. It has absolutely no meaning, but even as I think it, I know it’s not true. I know deep down, I want this to be something.
“No, the only date I’m interested in getting is with you.”
Why? Why does he have to say all the right things right now?
“I can see the look in your eyes, Kate. I know you want me, and don’t worry, you’re going to have me. All of me.” With that, he turns on his heel and walks away.
For a few seconds I don’t do anything but stare at the empty space where he was supposed to be.
Did what just happen, really happen?
I’m confused.
Shaking all of the doubt from my thoughts, I walk to my en-suite and try to ignore the hope curling its way into my heart. I can’t hope for something that is never going to happen.
Me and Myron, it’s not possible.
Even as I think it, I know a part of me, really wants to believe there is a chance for us.
****
Myron
Kissing her was everything I knew it would be. Those lips have always been on my mind, and I’ve had to constantly pull away. I’m drawn to her in ways I didn’t think possible, but she will be mine.
First though, I really need to take care of one problem, and I find him outside smoking a cigar. Suzy hates smoke and her one request when she and Kate moved in was that he take his smoking outside.
My father agreed. I know his love for Suzy is everything to him. He would do anything for her.
“Hey, son,” he says as I approach. “Do you want to have a smoke?”
“No, thanks.” I haven’t smoked since I learned Kate hates it. Again, something he really doesn’t need to know. I’ve made a lot of changes to my life because of Kate. The smoking was the easiest one. The second one was giving up meat. Yep, my girl is a vegetarian. I didn’t even imagine I could do something like that, but here I am, not eating meat. I haven’t eaten meat now for over a year, and she doesn’t even know how much I care about her and love her.
She’s like a drug to me. Whenever she sent a letter or an email, I was more than okay for Suzy to read it to me. Of course, I hated the parts where she talked about going on dates or even going to parties.
Instead of going after her, I let her have her fun, but that is all over now, or at least it will be by the time I’m done with her. The only man who will be between those sweet thighs will be me.
I intend to keep Kate for life.
She will be my wife.
I love her.
“Kate’s home.”
“I know.”
“So, what brings you out in the cold? You and I both know you hate this weather. You’ve always been a summer kind of guy.”
Yes, I have. The winter is horrible. It’s cold, and nothing can grow, and it snows, making it impossible to drive everywhere. I hate it. It’s good for business, but again, the cold is not my kind of thing. It is Kate’s though.
“Kate loves it,” I say.
“Myron, I’ve warned you—”
“And I’ve listened to your warnings. I’ve kept my distance because it is what you’ve said. Not anymore!”
“Myron, she’s your sister.”
“Stepsister. We’ve never been blood related, and we never will. I’m not doing anything illegal in loving her. I never will hurt her, and if you think I will, you’re wrong. I love her. I’m going to have her. I’ve given her a chance to fly. You asked me that. You asked me to let her live her life to try and find her happiness.”
“She’s in college.”
“And I’m not going to stop her, but she is not leaving for her new semester without knowing how much I love her. I’m not asking for your permission, Dad, I’m telling you. I love her, and I’m going to have her. I’m not walking away this time.”
I stare at my father, waiting for the inevitable battle. At least, that is what I expect. For so long I’ve been told that I can’t have her.
“You’re sure you want to fight me on this?”