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hands through his hair as he kisses my neck and back up to my lips. We stare into each other's eyes, lust sated, our connection reestablished.
    "I love you Josh," I say running my hands over his now smooth face.
    "I love you Cin," he says and then he smiles that old familiar smile which makes my heart swell with emotions I can barely contain. 

Chapter six
    There's a spring in my step as I make breakfast this morning. Danny's nurse will be here for the afternoon so I'm free. That should give Josh and I time to talk. No matter that we fell right back into bed, there's a lot to discuss. I haven't forgiven him for the wrongs just put them off a bit.
    The toaster dings and I grab the slices of bread and butter them. I set them on the tray next to the oatmeal and grapefruit I'm preparing for Danny. A glass of orange juice, a small one of milk, and breakfast is ready.
    "Damn Cin, smells great," Josh says walking through the kitchen door.
    His eyes are sunken despite having disappeared to sleep last night right after we had sex. There's still a haunted look about him.
    "Thanks, hungry?" I ask.
    Josh walks past me and goes to where his Dad kept the liquor. He grabs a bottle, gets a large coffee mug, fills it at least half with alcohol, then tops it off with some coffee.
    "No, I'll pass," he says blowing on the cup in his hand.
    "Josh, isn't it more than a little early for that?" I ask nodding at the cup in his hand.
    He shrugs then sips.
    I frown but decide to let it slide. "Danny will be really excited to see you today."
    "Oh," Josh looks surprised. "Man, sorry I can't. I got this thing today I have to go do."
    "Thing? Seriously? What kind of 'thing'?"
    He pushes off the counter heading out of the kitchen. He doesn't look back over his shoulder at me or pause at all. I follow him out of the kitchen to the stairs which he starts up.
    "Josh, seriously. What could possibly be more important?"
    His shoulders slump. It looks like he caves in on himself completely. "Cin, it's a thing okay?"
    "You can't do this. You can NOT do this!" My voice raises and cracks as I cross my arms over my chest.
    Josh turns towards me anger flashing across his face. He steps towards me and just for an instant fear flutters in my stomach.
    "Yes, I can," he says through gritted teeth. He gulps down the coffee, still steaming, draining it in a single motion. "I don't owe you or anyone here anything."
    "Oh yeah? Why does it fall to me to care for Danny? Why does it fall to me to put together the pieces of his and my life after what happened to mom and dad?"
    "Because you must be so much stronger than I am! You can walk on water I'm sure. You do it all don't you? Nothing touches you because none of it's your fault. You don't get it! If we hadn't done what we did, Danny would be fine! You can sing all your la la bullshit, but end of the day we were weak and he paid the price!"
    "Josh, that's not true-"
    "Yes it is! Damn how stupid can you be?"
    My face flushes as my blood pressure shoots through the roof. "Stupid? STUPID?" I scream. "I'm not the one drowning myself in a bottle. I'm not the one drinking at ten in the morning. But I'm stupid?"
    Josh stares at me his hand clenching. He raises it and I know he's going to hit me. I want him to. I want him to unleash all that pent up fury, that hurt and that anger. I want to take it all in and then give it back to him tenfold. I want him to feel... something.
    His shoulders slump again, his jaw goes slack and he looks away from me. He pushes past me down the stairs heading for the front door.
    "Where are you going?" I demand.
    "Out," he says then the door slams behind him.
    I stare at the closed door and wonder if this is the last time I'll see him. It still hurts me that I might not.

Chapter seven
    I don't know when Josh came home last night. This morning the door to his bedroom was closed so I assume he's in there. I'm sure he came home drunk again.
    Danny has therapy today. I have to get him there then I have a
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