STEPBROTHER ROMANCE BOX SET: Romance Stories For My Hot Stepbrother, My Younger Stepbrother Soldier & Dr. Stepbrother (Romance, Alphas Bad Boy Soldier ... Forbidden Short Stories, Military Romance) by Andrea Niles, Trudy Valdez Page A

Andrea had retreated, too worried about what would happen if anyone found them out.
    He'd invited her to go with him on vacation to Hawaii.
    It wasn't the kind of thing people usually did for her. In fact, no one had ever invited her on a vacation anywhere, though after high school she'd had her share of boyfriends. It had turned out that once they grew out of the immature name-calling phase, boys weren't so bad after all.
    It was the trip to Hawaii that had done it for them. Andrea had agreed, though she knew what might be waiting there. She wasn't stupid. But she also wasn't sure she wanted to keep holding him at arm's length.
    Hawaii had been... Andrea smiled down at the chart in her hand as she tried to come up with a word that wasn't a cliché. Beautiful.Utterly fantastic. Andrea shook her head at herself. She was starting to sound ridiculous. Like a smitten teenage girl. Which she wasn't. She was a grown woman with a college degree and a good job. 
    The first night in Hawaii, Darren had taken her out to dinner, and they'd sat on the balcony of the restaurant, looking out over the sea where it stretched dark and faintly glimmering toward the horizon, stars reflected in its moving surface. The sounds of laughter and conversation from the other guests had been faint, as though they didn't matter. Andrea had looked back at Darren with a drink in her hand, and she'd found that, at least for that moment, all the things that could go wrong if they chose to have a relationship were as quiet and distant in her thoughts as the sounds of the other guests.
    "Tell me again," she said.
    "I want you," he answered. "I've wanted you since... I don't know. Maybe since we met.Maybe since high school. But you're beautiful, Andrea. They don't tell you that enough."
    She had felt heat rise in her cheeks.
    "You sound like you're trying to seduce me."
    He’d grinned that perfect white grin at her.
    "Is it working?"
    She was ready to admit that maybe it was. Darren's smile had been worth it. He had the best grin, wide and confident – conspiratorial, like there was a secret between him and you, and he expected you to know what it was, even when you didn’t. 
    Of course, now there really was a secret between them, and that edge to his grin had only grown sharper.
    Andrea felt eyes on her, and looked up. It was Darren, looking across the length of the open space, one eyebrow slightly raised in silent question. Later? Andrea dipped her chin in a nod. Later.
     

Chapter 2 – In the Dark
     
     
    Later turned out to be an empty room in the general ward. It wasn't exactly an administration approved activity; they would be in trouble for more reasons than one if they were caught. But there was something exhilarating about the threat of discovery, and so they found themselves locking the door behind them as they slipped into the dark room, and Darren turned and pressed her against the wall, claiming her mouth with his.
    Andrea's arms wrapped around her stepbrother's shoulders, and she pressed into the kiss, into him, feeling the hard line of his body against her own. He was not that much taller than she, not wider, but the solid strength of him was a pleasure. Since that day at school, Darren had always felt like safety: her knight in shining armor. She sighed into the space between them, and tangled a hand in his hair, though she didn’t use it to draw him any closer. If he wanted to deepen the kiss, he would.
    Darren’s own hands were sliding down the curve of her ribcage, over the dip of her waist to the broad swell of her hips. They slid back up beneath the shirt of her scrubs, moving over bare skin. He didn't move to take the top off. They couldn't go that far, not here. That was saved for other places. For the moment, it was just this, just the pleasant tease of kissing in the space that they made theirs for a little moment, the rising heat between them that would have to be banked in the hours between their tryst and the ends of their