He's So Fine (A BBW Stepbrother Romance) Read Online Free

me since my stepfather’s house came equipped with tennis courts, beach access, and a swimming pool. Or, maybe he wanted to hang out with the chubby chick until a more interesting—read skinny—bitch came along.
    I bit my tongue. I wasn’t one to curse or talk bad about others, but hanging out with this crowd, if only for a month, had already dirtied my speech.
    As if Danny was aware of the unfavorable comparison I was making between him and Cage, he said, “Let’s get this show on the road. I have better things to do than stand here and have a family reunion.” He emphasized the word family and grabbed my arm to pull me to him. “Come on, Abigail.”
    I resisted the rough tug. From the corner of my eye, I saw Cage tense as if he didn’t like the fact that Danny was manhandling me. I didn’t like it either and pulled away by twisting my arm. My mother and I had taken self-defense classes at the Y when I was in high school. I was no Electra , but I’d learned a thing or two. Or so I thought.
    Seeing Cage’s large muscles tense, I realized there was only so much a woman could do against a man’s strength. Instinctively, I knew Cage would never hurt me. Danny, on the other hand, was a bully.
    I didn’t know what to do. My mother and stepdad weren’t home, and I didn’t feel right letting Cage in the house by himself. Nor did I feel right going off and leaving him standing on the front porch. I had a feeling he wouldn’t want to watch us play tennis. “I think I’ll sit this one out.”
    Danny didn’t move. I didn’t know what he wanted. It wasn’t as if he had a claim on me.
    “Come on, she said she wasn’t coming. Besides, she never plays good anyway.” This was from Teddy, a boy who had joined the crowd a couple of weeks ago. He was always belittling someone in the crowd, usually me.
    Some days I didn’t know why I was hanging out with them. They were not the type of people I wanted to call friends and summering in the Hamptons was not my style. I was glad that Cage had appeared and given me the perfect out. Now I didn’t have to suffer through another boring afternoon trying to play tennis.
    Teddy was correct; I wasn’t any good at tennis and was usually the first player out when they played singles. None of them wanted to play doubles with me.
    Danny gave Cage one last look before stepping closer, crowding into my personal space. I absolutely hated it when people didn’t respect the space. I couldn’t step away because I was already against the door. He grabbed my arm again and my hand tightened on my tennis racket. I wanted to smack him over the head with it.
    “Come on.” Danny’s voice was hard and insistent. “Let the fucker stay on the porch until your parents come home.”
    I so did not like to be told what to do. Plus, where was all this possessiveness coming from? Sure, I’d kissed him a time or two when he’d driven me home a couple of times. I had certainly done nothing for him to be acting all Neanderthal on me. I mentally rolled my eyes. Testosterone. The end all and be all of males.
    “I need to stay here, Danny.”
    He gave me another hard look. Then, before I could protest, he lowered his head and kissed me. Hard. I don’t know what he was going for but it certainly didn’t make me want to swoon. It made me want to lift my knee and jam it between his legs. Before I did just that, he pulled away.
    “I’ll see you around, babe.” He smirked as he turned back to Cage.
    “Not if I see you first,” I mumbled under my breath. Danny was the leader. While I didn’t particularly like any of them, I didn’t want to spend the entire summer in my own company. Sometimes it was fun to hang out with them. Today was not one of those days.
    My gaze moved to Cage. I wouldn’t mind hanging out with him.
    The others took off, following Teddy and Danny off the porch. They walked down the steps, taking the short cut to the tennis courts at the side of the house. The girls were a little