“You're sending me to boarding school? Are you serious? Why? Why now? I'm in the middle of a semester!” I'm trying to keep from going full on angry, but know I'm going to lose that battle.
“Now, calm down Morgan. It's not as horrible as you're thinking,” my mom replies. “They had a spot open up, so we're sending you now. It's a very prestigious school, and these opportunities don't come along very often.” She smiles as if I should jump on board upon hearing this information.
“This has got to be a joke! Tell me this isn't happening! Dad?” I shoot an imploring look at my father to please step in and save me. Not that he's very good at it, but shit! When is he going to stop letting her control everything?
“Well, your mother has done the research and thinks this is the best decision for you. I only want what's best for you as well,” his voice is gentle, but hesitant. I can tell he's only going along with this because his balls are being blackmailed.
“Fucking hell! You can't do this to me! I won't go!” I'm shouting now knowing there isn't any reason to try to speak calmly or rationally.
“Uh, yes you will because your alternative is teen boot camp,” my mom says smugly. Is she out of her mind? Teen boot camp is for total fuck ups!
“What did I do to deserve this? Mom? What did I do to you that was so horrible?” she's staring me in the eyes, her lips pursed as if she's got the best gossip on me possible, but won't share it.
“Hey guys, what's all the yelling about?” Alex rounds the corner shirtless, still in last night's track pants. I don't have time to appreciate his toned olive skinned chest or the cute groggy eyed look he's wearing.
“They're sending me to boarding school. Now!” I tell him unable to hold the tears back knowing this means I won't see him anymore. He raises his eyebrows in shock looking at my parents.
“Why?” he questions.
“Well, the schools here are going to hell. The whole education system is screwed up, which is evident in your grades and school career, but you'll be graduating in a few months, hopefully,” my mom's tone is condescending and cruel. It's as if she has something against Alex, but I have no idea what, just I have I no clue what atrocity I could have possibly committed.
“But my grades are fine!” I protest knowing this can't possibly be about the D I got in HomeEc. I mean, who the hell really needs to know how to sew their own dress or make their own food? Certainly, not my mom and not in this house.
“True, but you need to stay focused on getting into a better college and right now, you're on the road to state run options,” she's speaking like I even give a shit about college right now.
“There has to be a better option. Tutors or honors classes?” Alex tries his best to help me without looking too eager.
“Thanks for the ideas, but they don't look as good on a transcript as this boarding school's reputation,” my mom takes another sip of her juice. I hope it doesn't work on her hang over. In fact, if I could cast a spell I would hope she becomes allergic to it, so anytime she drinks it she pukes.
“I'll get a job, do community service, anything to make me look better to the college's. Just please, don't send me away,” I'm no longer yelling, but my voice is desperate as I beg, tears streaming down my face. My nose is running like crazy and I'm wiping it on the back of my hand until Alex hands me a tissue. He smiles down at me, his eyes full of pity. I look away because I can't chance give our parents any clues about last night and all I want to do is fall into his arms.
“Morgan, please. It's not going to work, trust me. I've been in talks with these universities and this is the best move for you,” her voice is matter-of-fact lacking the least bit of compassion.
“You, are a bitch and I will never forgive you,” I say uncaring of the repercussion. What else can she take from me? I give her the most hateful look I can muster before heading out the glass doors to the back yard.
I walk quickly to the stables at the far end or our property. They're empty since last month when my mom sold my horse. She said I never rode him and he was wasting away in the coral. Funny, because every time I came back here to see him he was more than happy to run around the quarter acre of pasture eating to his hearts content. It was just one more of her controlling moves.
“Hey, little sis, are you okay?” Alex is standing beside me. He's got a t-shirt on and imagine he didn't want to run straight after me and set our parents off.
“Am I okay? Are you fucking kidding me?” I can't believe he even asked. My brows are furrowed in anger as I hold his stare, but it's not him I'm mad at, so look away.
“She'll send me to teen boot camp if I don't go,” I tell him unsure if he heard that part or not.
“Fuck, are you serious? This is bullshit. There's gotta be something we can do,” his shoulder is touching mine as we lean against the wood fence.
“Like what? Run away and try to make it in the big city like a B romance movie?” I question, knowing it would never make any sense.
“Let's give it a little while and talk to them. Dad is pretty level headed. I can't see him agreeing to this,” Alex's expression is clearly distraught and I can tell he's more bothered than I thought.
“This isn't some after school special Alex, where we all make up and life is perfect again. Dad agreed whether he really wanted to or not. She's got him by the balls somehow,” my mind is racing still trying to digest the news. No matter which angle I look at it, I can't see any possible way out.
We stand in silence. I begin to cry knowing I'm helpless to do anything. Alex puts his arm around my shoulders and pulls me closer to him. It seems like hours we stand there, him rubbing my back, running his hands through my hair. Me, crying and hurting, wishing I could touch him like I did last night, but my emotions are in the way. Plus, my nose is running like crazy and I can feel my face and eyes puffing up even more.
“I'm leaving on tour soon. Maybe this is the best thing for us. We'll both be away from here, not have to hide how we feel when we talk or meet,” he pulls my chin so I look up at him. “Morgan, I know you love me and I love you back. The time we're apart will help decide how we want to move forward,” his words sound reasonable, but hurt none the less.
“I know you're right rock star,” my chin quivers as I speak. I attempt to tell him I love him, but I sound like a frog and start crying again. He hugs me to him squeezing so tight I think I might vomit. I squeeze back wishing I never had to let go. He pulls back and holds my face up planting his lips over mine in a deep kiss.
I kiss back as though it will be the last time we're together, the last time we touch, the last time we feel these feelings before they wilt away. I grab him tighter, bury my face in his neck, my hand in his hair and whisper in his ear, “You'll be my secret rock star love, forever.”
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My Stepbrother Rocks, Opening Act is the first book in My Stepbrother Rocks series. Morgan and Alex realize their love and desire for each other even though they're step brother and sister. The few years they've known each other has given them the opportunity to accept a family member they never had and, at the same time, allowed their love for each other to grow. Soon, it's too much emotion to keep to themselves and they share their true desires, but Morgan is sent to boarding school while Alex begins touring with his band. Will Morgan and Alex meet again or is their forbidden romance doomed to fade away in the distance between them? Find out in book 2 – Dueling Guitars. Be the first to know when it's released! Sign-up for my mailing list!
Excerpt from Sins of the Stepbrothers
"She's so beautiful. So innocent. So hard to resist ..."
Blane and Aiden Castillo have lost everything. Cheated of their father's inheritance, they're left broken and penniless. But one night, they come up with a plan that will get them their money back. The twins are out to get their stunning, vulnerable stepsister Emme Ford - the very one who took their fortune away.
But Blane has been hiding a dark secret for years - his desire for Emme is not something a st
epbrother should feel.
As their plan is set into motion, Blane realizes he won't be able to stay away from Emme. Acting on forbidden feelings has never felt so good, but what will happen when his brother finds out? Torn between protecting the woman he wants and his unconditional love for Aiden, Blane must find an answer ...
Sins of the Stepbrothers is the first in a four-part series about forbidden love, dark desires and bad intentions. Look out for part two, Deceit of the Stepbrothers, out soon.
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About the Author
Stephanie Brother writes scintillating stories with step-siblings as their main romantic focus. She's always been curious about the forbidden, and this is her way of exploring such complex relationships that threaten to keep her couples apart. As she writes her way to her dream job, Ms. Brother hopes that her readers will enjoy the full emotional and romantic experience as much as she's enjoyed writing them.
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