6. Roman
Six
Roman
“Shelby?”
“You two know each other?” Dad asks.
“We met at a club last night.”
“Oh. That’s great!” he says enthusiastically.
I give my dad’s new wife, Melissa, a quick hug, then turn toward Shelby. I can’t believe the goddess I spent last night balls deep inside of is now my stepsister. What are the fucking odds? I saunter toward her. I need to make sure she knows that this doesn’t change a damn thing. I told her I was keeping her forever, and I fucking meant it.
“Welcome to the family,” I say loud enough to be heard as I hug her, then whisper against her ear, “Can’t wait to be inside you again.”
Pink tinges her face as she pushes away from me. “Um. Thanks, Roman. I guess welcome to our family, too.”
Dad turns toward me, “Shelby will be staying here for a week. I hope you can come by some while she’s here, so we can all spend some time together.”
An idea forms in my head; a way to have more time with my woman. “You know, Dad, I was gonna ask if I could crash here for a few days, too. I’m having some painting done at my house, and it’s a real mess right now. If not, it’s fine. I can just go to a hotel if you’d rather.” I know Dad won’t let that happen. Shelby eyes me suspiciously because she knows there’s no painting going on at my place, but what the hell is she going to say?
Dad slaps me on the back, “Don’t be silly. Of course you can stay here with us. We can all spend some quality time together.” Yep. That’s exactly what I’m hoping for. Lots of quality time with my gorgeous stepsister. My cock swells at the thought of it.