Into the Light (Untwisted series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

up until he had got to the bottom of the matter I sighed and lifted my glass to my lips again. Perhaps if I drank for long enough my brother would lose interest, but no, after my overly long sip of champagne I found Simon still intently looking at me, waiting patiently for my reply.
    I would be completely plastered and flat on my back soon if I didn’t ease up on the champagne, so reluctantly I lowered my glass, and my eyes too. ‘It's complicated, Simon.’ I muttered in way of cryptic explanation. But boy, was it the truth! Nathaniel Jackson was complication personified!
    ‘Complicated as in you used to see him but broke up? Or complicated as in you haven't quite got down and dirty yet but you both want to?’ he enquired with a sly grin and a nudge of his shoulder.
    ‘Simon!’ I exclaimed flushing yet again. I rolled my eyes. Complicated as in he's a stupidly possessive, but completely closed-off, mystery to me that I'm getting more attached to by the day but can never really have. I groaned out loud at my minds frank appraisal of my hopeless situation, but luckily Simon misread my groan for embarrassment.
    ‘Sorry, Royal Navy, remember, we boys tend to get straight to the point.’ Simon explained with an unapologetic shrug. ‘The chemistry between you two was obvious, Stella.’ he pointed out bluntly. Hmm, I'm sure it was; my skin seemed to come alive in buzzing tingles whenever Nathan was nearby and my breathing always hitched just a little too. Regardless of his oddities, there was no denying that Nathan and I did indeed have chemistry – explosive chemistry, in fact. I wouldn’t be lying if I said we were dynamite in bed together. I certainly thought so anyway.
    Shrugging, I sighed again. Would Simon think less of me if he knew I was simply sleeping with Nathan but not officially in a couple? ‘Let’s just say I'm too busy for a relationship but that I know Nathan fairly well, all right?’
    A smile tweaked on Simon's lips which quickly bloomed into a broad grin accompanied by a hearty chuckle, ‘Well, well, my little sister’s got herself a rich fuck buddy, who'd have thought it!’
    Even though he had hit the nail right on the head I cringed at my brother’s crudeness before rolling my eyes and pouring myself another glass of champagne, all the while deliberately avoiding eye contact with Simon.
    ‘Hey,’ Simon said in a gentler tone nudging me until I reluctantly looked up, ‘Don't look embarrassed, Stella, we've all been there, just make sure he treats you right otherwise he'll have me to answer to, OK?’
    Relaxing, I smiled at my brother’s words. If Simon knew how Nathan treated me – bondage, spanking, and rough sex in cupboards – he'd go ballistic. A sneaky grin split my face; what would probably shock my brother even more was just how much I enjoyed it.
    Although I was loving the chance to catch up with Simon I kept finding myself casually turning around every five minutes or so to see if Nathan was still in attendance. He was, and every time I looked he caught my eye and smiled smugly. Bugger, I hadn't wanted him to see me looking! Especially as I was still pretending to be a little bit annoyed with him for his earlier behaviour. Mind you, the fact that he always seemed to be looking in my direction when I glanced across was secretly rather pleasing, and my heart accelerated as I considered the possibility that he might feel the same magnetic pull between us that I did.
    It had to have been at least three hours since Nathan's little freak out in the cupboard and in that time I'd downed the best part of a bottle of champagne on my own, if not more, and was now feeling rather relaxed and content. Also known as: tipsy.
    Being in the same room as Nathan but not being with Nathan wasn’t helping me slow my drinking either. I had those nervous trembles in my tummy that you get when you are out and make eye contact with someone you fancy like mad, add to that the free flowing champagne