Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

4: Georgina.

Is this real life?

Sheltered or not, I'm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast.

Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I can't make sense of this. Aleksei, the man I've been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too?

No way. I don't believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was "scared of the thunder" (I wasn't), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half-naked girl combs her fingers through a man's chest hair and purrs like a kitten, that's a sure-fire sign she's interested in more. But he'd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep.

All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress and...

I can't even bring myself to think the word, because I'm already slick. Right where

it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed - together legs, as if he knows

it.

"I don't believe you. About wanting me."

His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. He's angry now? "Don't believe me?"

to tell me this until you're..." I fling a hand

teeth. "I'm not

mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing — person — I never want to be away from is Aleksei. He's the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. He's the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when I'm sick. My friend, the only man who's ever made my lady parts clench...my uncle who isn't really an

Aleksei.

with and this new, sexually charged Adonis...who claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didn't change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision

explanation, Aleksei. Or I'll..." I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. "I

stiffer. "Your lunch time is in

wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. "Then I guess you

grudging approval. "You are a very challenging creature.” His

smile seems to distract

long moments as he stares out

the week after my mother's funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldn't let me leave the house, and I thought I'd be a prisoner forever, but...he trusted you to protect me. Before you even

expression warms, before the stoicism

me.” He pauses. "My mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had

unless there's some news that must be delivered in person.

my mouth. Normally wouldn't hesitate to let Aleksej know I appreciate him.

believe were platonic. Now I worry

sound too desperate. Aren't I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I

"Georgina."

"Yes," I breathe.

You will not stop telling me

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