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mug on the table while Jessica waited with her hands folded in her lap. The gesture had felt like an odd mix of being pampered by a butler, and being controlled like a prisoner. Jessica took up her toast and looked across the table at Mitch, chewing on the bread.
    Mitch had a smug expression on his handsome face. His short dark hair had been perfectly combed, and he had freshly shaved. Jessica felt a moment of bitterness, as she remembered that Mitch was one of those morning people. Jessica was more of a night person. If she had her way, she’d still be in bed, sleeping until noon.
    But she was silent. They ate their breakfast—which was the best breakfast she’d had in months, ever since she had to start eating at the dining halls—and then Mitch cleared their plates. As he rinsed the dishes in the sink, he spoke.
    “The exam only covers Chapters Three, Four, and Five of your book. I spent two lectures on each, but you can probably read through them and get as much good from them in an hour or so per section.” Mitch set the last of the dishes in a drying rack by the sink, and turned around. He looked at his watch. “It’s ten past nine now. How about I review the sections with you at two? You don’t have to memorize them, just read them.” He grinned, his eyes almost predatory. “And then we can go from there.”
    Jessica was surprised and relieved by this leniency. She had expected her stepbrother to be a real hard-ass the entire weekend. But just reading the chapters? That seemed easy enough. She started to pick up the textbook and stand, when Mitch placed his hand in the middle of the open book, pinning it to the table.
    “Not a chance,” he said. Jessica looked up into his strong green eyes. “You study here, where I can see you.” He removed his hand. “And if you get distracted, well, you let me know. Don’t keep it to yourself.”
    Mitch had left the coffee mugs on the table, and Jessica took a sip from hers before pulling the textbook toward her. Her mind was surprisingly clear, given the circumstances, and she started reading through the introduction of Chapter Three.
    By the time Mitch set down a sandwich in front of her for lunch, Jessica had almost finished Chapter Five. She closed the cover of the book and looked up at Mitch.
    Mitch had been circulating around the kitchen the entire time. He cleaned down the counters, washed the floors, and even went through everything in the refrigerator and wiped down all the shelves. He was not a guy who could ever be happy with nothing to do.
    This was another way Jessica differed from her stepbrother. Her idea of pleasure was having everything done, and nothing left to bother her—not the activity of actually doing it.
    Well, there was one activity she enjoyed for itself.
    Jessica looked up to Mitch, taking in his muscular torso that stretched out the fabric of his shirt. He was wearing a grey t-shirt that hugged his pecs, and tight jeans that made his ass look fantastic.
    “I finished the chapters,” Jessica told him.
    Mitch’s eyes brightened. “Great,” he said, and sat down in the chair opposite Jessica. “Let’s do a review.”
    “I was thinking,” Jessica said, looking down at the table, “that we might take a break first.” She glanced up at Mitch’s face, to see if he got her meaning. Mitch did.
    Her stepbrother swallowed and involuntarily let his eyes drop down to Jessica’s body. Then he shook his head. “Studying first,” he said. “The rest… after.”
    But even though he rejected Jessica’s suggestion, he still got out of his chair, and as he went over the review, he stood behind Jessica with his hands on her shoulders. His grip was firm, and as Jessica talked through all that she had read, her stepbrother began to massage her neck and upper back. Jessica was getting wet, and she slowed in her speech, lost in thoughts of her stepbrother’s cock.
    Mitch removed his hands, guessing what had happened. “Having trouble