because suddenly in that moment I knew.
I knew that I
needed to have her again.
CHAPTER 8
LACEY
I glance over at
Ethan sound asleep next to me. He almost took my breath away he was so good
looking. I couldn’t believe I had had sex with him like 14 hours ago. After we
had slept together we had both showered and ordered food. The whole thing was
very strange to me.
The
sex itself wasn’t bad , it was actually really hot .
That was kind of the problem. It didn’t seem like it had much emotion, and when
I tried to act like it did Ethan kind of shut me up fast. He had said we would
talk about it later but we never did.
If anything he was
acting totally weird the rest of the night. Not really talking and when he did
he was acting like we had never had sex at all. What was wrong with him? Did he
regret it or something?
We had passed out
on the sofa together. Not cuddling or anything, just kind of… sitting. I really
needed to get out of my own head. I mean I was acting ridiculous. I had finally
gotten what I wanted after all these years. Ethan and I had hooked up, sure it
hadn’t gone down exactly the way I thought it would have but so what? Everyone
knew the second you had sex with a guy he become more into you. Right?
And if most guys
didn’t, Ethan would. He was different. Ethan didn’t just go around hooking up
with anyone. He had had a serious girlfriend in both high school and college.
He had only been single for like five months, if Ethan slept with someone it
was because they meant something to him, because they wanted to be with them.
The thought
instantly makes me feel better and I get up to change and put on a little
makeup before Ethan wakes up. So what if he was acting a little strange last
night? He had just slept with his stepsister, of
course he was going to be a little out of sorts. He probably thought I was the
weird one with being so comfortable with it.
I put on a little
bronzer and chap stick , brush my teeth, and change
into a little tank top and shorts. Hopefully him seeing skin as soon as he
wakes up will remind him of how good the sex was we had yesterday.
When I walk back
into the living room Ethan’s still sound asleep on the couch. I study him for a
second, enjoying how peaceful he looks. The same taste of the butterflies that
always swim around in my stomach when he’s around start taking over my stomach
and I can’t help the huge smile I feel come across my face.
I force myself to
stop gaping and leave the room. The last thing I need was for him to wake up
and catch me staring at him. I decide to make him breakfast. He used to tell me
I made the best pancakes he ever had so it was kind of a tradition that I would
make them for him whenever we were both home.
I’m walking out of
the pantry with all the ingredients in my hand to get to work when the back
door swings open and my stepbrother walks in. The first thing I feel is
annoyance. I thought Austin wasn’t coming home for another day. How the hell
were Ethan and me supposed to get anymore-alone time now? Austin was always
following Ethan around, bothering him.
Only Austin
doesn’t look like Austin.
He’s not walking
with his usual swag. He’s not dressed in the usual clothes he wears. His hair
is even different. Plus, he’s wearing his glasses. He hated his glasses. I
frown, trying to figure out why Austin is trying to copy Ethan’s style exactly.
Then my eyes drift
down to his luggage.
Tags.
The kind of tags
you get when you’re flying on an airline.
But Austin
wouldn’t have to fly anywhere… the drive was only a matter of hours for him. It
didn’t make any sense. A feeling of pain takes over my body as I try to make
sense of the things my mind is putting together.
I glance to the
sleeping body on the couch and know that it’s true.
I had slept with
Austin, not Ethan.
I drop all the
pans and ingredients I’m holding and they land on the kitchen floor with a huge
bang.
CHAPTER 9
ETHAN