BAD LUST: A Stepbrother Romance (A Step Over the Line Book Book 1) Read Online Free

almost bite the ass off my
smoke. I have my beer in my hand and I kick the door open and leave the
shithole.
    As if little miss princess bitch
couldn ’ t get any more
tempting to me … I ’ m basically told in a single
picture that I could never, ever fuck her again.
    Try me.

 
    4.
     
    (Jade)
     
    He storms out of the dive café
after forcing everyone to clap for me. I see his silhouette standing there. He
turns and lights up a cigarette. I see the flame, then the cherry tip burning.
It ’ s so freaking gross, but
I can ’ t help but stare at
him through the glass.
    When his figure seems to go away I
slip off the side of the stage. Everyone has gone back to their normal lives of
conversations and cell phones. My big moment has come and gone. And it didn ’ t even matter.
    “ Hey,
that was amazing, ” Katelyn
says as she almost jumps on me.
    “ Thanks, ” I say.
    “ And
who was the sexy douche trying to smoke and clap for you? ”
    Sometimes I forget that Katelyn doesn ’ t go to college. She has her own
blog and clothing thing going on, funded by her parents. I see her so much and
she sometimes walks the campus with me as though she goes there.
    “ His
name is Jake. He ’ s the
biggest asshole on campus. ”
    “ He
sure seemed like he enjoyed looking at you. ”
    “ I
doubt it. He did all that to try and mess me up. I caught him screwing someone
in the bathroom. ”
    “ What? ”
    “ Exactly. ”
    I don ’ t
give much detail, but enough of them that Katelyn shakes her head. We sit and
order a drink. The bartender gives me a beer for free. He winks at Katelyn when
he does it, making it more than obvious that he ’ s
working to get in her pants.
    Good for him. Good for her. Good
for them.
    I drink my free beer and the
bartender is right there. “ Another? ”
    “ No.
I have to drive home. ”
    “ Hey,
is it true … who you are? ” he asks, leaning in.
    “ You
tell me, ” I say.
    “ Katelyn
says your father is Thomas Werlem. ”
    “ Yeah,
that ’ s true. ”
    “ Wow.
Software guru. He owns, like, what, fifty companies or something? ”
    “ Yeah, ” I say. “ Mostly he sits on the boards, argues, and collects
stocks and options. ”
    “ Pretty
smart, ” the bartender says. “ And I mean you, not so
much him. You following in those shoes? ”
    “ Not
at all. ”
    “ Hey,
I hate to do this … but I ’ m finishing up school in a year.
I ’ m not going to be a
bartender my entire life. But if I could sneak you a resume, can you put in a
good word? ”
    I swallow and force a smile.
    Some women are used for their
bodies. I ’ m used for my
father ’ s connections.
Usually the guy will at least ask me on a date. Or kiss me. Or give me
something. But this guy, this fucking bartender, he just asks.
    “ Talk
to Katelyn, ” I say. I turn
and stand. I elbow Katelyn. “ I ’ m out. ”
    “ What?
It ’ s early. ”
    “ School
night for me. ”
    “ It ’ s fucking college, ” Katelyn says. “ It doesn ’ t matter. You can hang. We ’ ll catch a ride and I ’ ll
bring you back for your car tomorrow. ”
    “ You
could leave it here overnight, ” the bartender says. “ We
gate the lot shut when we close. Nothing will happen to it. ”
    It ’ s
not like I drive some super fancy car. I don ’ t.
I could if I wanted to. But I don ’ t.
First off, I ’ m not that
kind of woman. And second, my father believes a more wholesome middle class
image helps him and me.
    “ I ’ m leaving, ” I say again, ignoring the
bartender. “ My father is coming
back from vacation tomorrow. ”
    “ The
life changing vacation? ”
    “ Yeah.
That one. I need sleep to prepare for this. And I have a psych quiz tomorrow
that I haven ’ t studied for. ”
    “ Well,
have fun. ”
    I know Katelyn gets frustrated with
me. We became friends when we were neighbors. Before both our families got
richer and built bigger houses, separating us, but never killing our
friendship.
    We hug and I leave
    I walk along