Chapter Twenty-Four
I wake with a start, panic clawing at my chest. But when I smell Destiny’s shampoo, I relax. She’s sleeping soundly in my arms, bare breasts pressed against the side of my chest. Having her here with me like this is soothing to my soul.
The panic returns and my heart hammers. If someone finds us like this, we’re totally fucked. Reluctantly, I shake my sister awake. She moans in her sleep, which wakes my unruly dick right the fuck up.
“Dez,” I murmur into her hair. “We need to get you back before anyone wakes up.”
Her body stiffens as awareness trickles in and then she nods. “Okay.”
I sit up and squint, trying to see in the nearly dark room. It feels like it’s around four or five in the morning. I’m glad I woke up when I did. Once I locate her hoodie, I help her pull it on. My fingers brush against her breast and she shivers.
“Are you okay with what happened?” I ask, voice raw with vulnerability. “Because if you’re not…”
She leans into me, tilting her head up. “I loved it. Are you okay with it?”
Dipping down, I steal a quick kiss. “More than okay. I loved it too.”
As much as I want to spend all morning with her, I have to get her back before anyone wakes up. The last thing I need is for Wild’s parents to lash out at me or kick me out over this. We have to be careful.
We throw on our coats and boots before quickly slipping out the door so as not to wake Wild.
Scout sneaks out with us. He’s our little accomplice.
Like before, I carry my sister from the RV to her window at the cabin.
I raise the window and then sit her to her feet.
Scout leaps into the cabin without having to be asked to. Smart dog.
Destiny shivers in my arms, smiling up at me. I cup her soft cheek and kiss her pretty, supple lips. Our kiss starts off sad and sweet but quickly escalates to desperate and hot. I have to rip myself away from her so I don’t do something regrettable like fuck her against the cabin.
The thought of pushing my cock into her is dizzying and electrifying. Would she even want me to? What would it do for our relationship? If she changes her mind, we will have crossed a line we can’t cross back over. It’s a bad idea and one I really need to stop entertaining.
If all I get are nights like the one I just had, I’m perfectly happy with that.
A secret romantic relationship with my sister.
I’m so fucked up. But I guess she is too. We’re equally fucked in the head.
“I love you,” she says, hugging me once more. “Will you take me to the clinic later?”
“Of course. I don’t want to leave your side if we’re being honest.”
She grins at me. “Me neither.”
I pull her to me for another kiss where I tongue-fuck her mouth. Scout whimpers and I take that as my cue it’s time to leave. She lets me scoop her up and then deposit her inside next to her dog. Once she’s inside, I close the window.
Unable to leave just yet, I wait, lurking like a creep, and watch as she removes her coat and boots. I’m aching to see her tits, but she hurries over to her bed, darting beneath the covers, fully clothed. She shoos me away and then points toward the door.
Oh, fuck.
I back away just as her door opens. One of the twins peeks their head in.
Thankfully, it’s one of them and not Wild’s parents.
She says something to the kid and then the door closes.
With my ass on fire, I hightail it back to the RV.
When I step back inside, Wild is at the sink, starting a pot of coffee.
“What are you up doing this early?” he asks with a yawn.
He’s standing in nothing but his boxers, his long hair free from its bun and hanging over his shoulders. The man is muscular and built for football. At one time, I might have been attracted to a body like his. Now all I can think about is my sister’s.
“Thought I heard something,” I lie. “With a killer out there, I thought I better check.”
He whips around to glower at me. “Why would you go out alone?”
I wasn’t alone. Well, at least for half of it.
“It was a fox or something,” I say with a shrug. “Nothing to worry about.”
When I glance at the clock on the stove, I note that it’s almost six in the morning. Any later and we’d have risked getting caught. That was too close. We’ll have to be more careful next time.
Next time?
My dick twitches in my pants. Of course there’ll be a next time. I don’t think either of us got enough of this time. We have unfinished business.
“Here,” Wild says, thrusting a mug at me. “You need it. You’ve got bags under your eyes.”
I take the mug from him and sip the hot, bitter coffee. “Do you ever clean up after yourself?”
He’s made a mess with the coffee grounds all over the counter and the sink is full, yet again, with dishes and all the damn knives in the RV.
“That’s what I married you for,” he jokes. “You’re my house husband.”
I snort and shake my head. “You’re an idiot.”
“Spell the correct usage of that word. We’ll determine who’s the real idiot around here.”
With a grumble, I flip him off. Asshole. He cracks up laughing. Someone’s in a good mood this morning.
“So Talia is having another party and wants us to come. It’s going to be a big one tonight,” he says with a smirk. “I know you and Lila didn’t quite hit it off, but there’ll be plenty of other people to choose from.”
The last thing I want to do is go to some stupid party. Last time, Evan showed up. It fucking sucked.
“I made sure she didn’t invite my cousin.” He arches an eyebrow. “Don’t look so shocked. You’re not difficult to read, Rowdy.”
I glower at him, hoping he can read how annoyed I am at him. If he can, he ignores it completely, continuing on with his efforts to persuade me to party.
“You need to get out,” Wild says and then sips from his mug. “We both do. I’m supposed to go back to school next week. I need to finish out this one with some fun.”
“So you are going back?”
“I don’t have the balls to go with Plan B.”
“That sucks.”
He nods, hanging his head. “Yup.”
“I’ll go on one condition.”
His grin is wide. “Name it.”
“Destiny comes with us.”
He’s confused as fuck and I don’t give a damn. Those are my demands.
“Whatever, dude. If you want to be cockblocked by your little sister, that’s on you. I’m getting laid, though.”
Who’s to say I’m not?
evan knox dont answer him: I still have feelings for you, Row. It’s crystal clear now that I’m sober.
I stare at the text, my stomach twisting painfully into a knot.
Me: i don’t have feelings for you and just because you see me after all this time doesn’t mean you get me back
evan knox dont answer him: Can we talk at least? Just the two of us? It can even be over FaceTime. I know you tried the other day.
Me: accident i was trying to block you’re number
evan knox dont answer him: Please. Just one conversation. Me and you. Like old times.
Me: what about alex
evan knox dont answer him: You and I both know I would break it off in a heartbeat if it meant getting you back.
“There’s a lot of sighing coming from that side of the truck,” Wild says as he turns down the music. “You didn’t have to come along if it was that much of an inconvenience. Besides, you got what you wanted.”
Destiny sits quietly in the back seat. He’s right. She was allowed to come to this party with us tonight. I guess Uncle Atticus and Aunt Eve figured we couldn’t be “inappropriate” if Wild was our chaperone. In a way, they’re right. This is our little secret. We don’t need any witnesses.
“Evan,” I grumble. “He won’t leave me alone.”
Destiny pats my shoulder. “Give it here. I bet I can figure out how to block him right now.”
It’s pretty sad that my sister who can’t see is able use her phone better than I can.
“He’ll just find another number to text me from. Evan is resourceful.”
I know this from experience. He could find drugs at a moment’s notice. Even when low on cash, he could make shit happen. Back then, I liked that aspect about him. Now it’s a nuisance because the thing he’s trying to get is me. And I don’t want to be “gotten.”
This time it’s Destiny who sighs. I know she’s annoyed that I won’t let her block him. I’m able to ignore him, though, and do just that.
Wild drives to the same apartment complex we went to last weekend when I first ran into Evan.
I hop out of the truck, eager to move my jittery body.
I’d much rather lie in bed with Destiny than go to a stupid party, but Wild is my friend and I want to be there for him.
Having Destiny here with me is a good compromise.
All day, while Destiny was at the clinic, I went over every single detail from last night.
What we did was wrong, sure, but it didn’t feel that way.
For the first time ever, I felt like my life was good and right.
No twisted memories tormenting me. Just me and her. Together, making each other feel good.
We make it to Talia’s unit and it’s much busier than the last time.
People are everywhere. I keep my palm on Destiny’s lower back, guiding her through them.
Wild abandons us to track down Talia. It’s likely Lila is here, but I hope I don’t run into her.
If I can stay busy with Destiny, maybe Lila will get the hint not to talk to me.
Such an asshole.
I hate that I am, but I also know what I want. I want Destiny. Anything else is incomplete and unsatisfying. My sister fills parts of me I thought would always remain empty. I’m perfectly happy sticking by her side all evening and not talking to anyone else.
“Want something to drink?” I ask, dipping my head close to Destiny’s ear so she can hear over all the people talking.
“Whatever you have.”
“Can I leave you here? Will you be safe?”
She grins at me, and fuck, it lights up my soul. “Yes. I’ll be safe.”
I itch to pull her to me and plant a kiss on her lips, but I refrain from doing that. We can kiss all we want later when we’re alone.
After I give her a playful pat on the head, I slip through the crowd and head for the kitchen where the alcohol is located. A man is making a drink, his back to me. I stand beside him and wait my turn. When he glances my way, we both tense.
“Rowdy?”
“Alex.” Dread pools in my stomach, and I automatically cut my eyes around, looking for Evan.
“He didn’t come,” Alex says coolly. “Sorry to disappoint.”
Is he for real right now?
“Not disappointed,” I mutter. “But why didn’t he come with you?”
Alex drains his drink and steps out of my way. “He said he was going to meet up with an old friend. To be honest, I thought he was lying and really wanted to hook up with you. I guess he was telling the truth.”
“Not me. You know we ended badly, right? Years and years ago. We haven’t spoken until recently. I’m not over here pining for him.”
His eyes narrow as he studies me, searching for lies. “Well, I see the way he looks at you, even if you’re not reciprocating yet. It’s only a matter of time. Evan is smooth.”
“If you don’t trust him, why stay with him?”
He flashes me a crooked grin as he leans close to me. “Because he fucks so good. I’m sure you remember.” His hand clutches my shoulder tight. “It’s in your best interest to forget that, though, because he’s mine.”
“You can have him. I don’t fucking want him, Alex.”
“Then stop texting with him,” he spits out. “I know you two exchanged numbers and I saw him texting with you. If you don’t want to fuck him, then stop communicating with him. You’re not friends. You can’t be friends with an ex. Sorry to break it to you.”
He storms off before I can argue that we are definitely not friends either.
Will I ever crawl out from under Evan’s dark shadow that has stained my life?