Stepbrother: Taboo Passion by Casey Dare Page B

remember him, Fiona just looked so shocked when I asked…
     
    “Yeah, but most of all…I’ve missed you,” she said, blushing somewhat.
     
    “I’ve missed you too,” I answered back honestly, even though she was the reason why I left. Fiona placed her hands on top of mine, sending goose bumps all over my body. She had the cutest smile on her face.
     
    “You know, I’ve been thinking about you a lot. Not just as my friend or my brother…but as a man,” she said staring intently into my eyes. I couldn’t help but gulp.
     
    “As…as a man?” I repeated with a slight quiver in my voice.
     
    Fiona leant in past the table. I could feel her warm breathe over the tip of my mouth, driving me wild. I could not believe what was happening! Maybe by running away, I have only brought Fiona closer.
     
    My sister then pressed her lips against mine, attempting to kiss me. Her lips felt so smooth, like fine silk. I could not help but smile, lost for words. Every fiber of my being was telling me to kiss Fiona back, to finally take the forbidden fruit I have been denied all my life. But then Mom and Dad’s voice resonated in my head, telling me to fucking stop .
     
    “Fiona! Please stop!” I said, pulling my head back.
     
    “But Bro! I, well the thing is, err, I think I love you!”
     
    She loves me? My damn sister Fiona loves me? ! Those sweet words were like nectar to my ears. I was bolstered up, and my stomach became slightly queasy. A flood of butterflies accompanied with a strange sense of wellbeing. Hearing those words put me on some strange, natural, wonderful high. I was nervous and sweaty, yet calm and serene at the same time. Fiona actually has feelings for me! My feelings were actually reciprocated!
     
    I was lost for words, staring stunned at Fiona. She looked so damn cute sitting opposite me. I was about to open my mouth, to confess my own feelings for her. Then the rational part of my brain kicked into overdrive. But she is your sister. She is forbidden, out of bounds, off limits. Desist your dopamine fuelled fantasy.
     
    “You love me?” I said back with a quiver in my voice. I stammered a bit, ignoring every single directive being sent from my heart. “That is…swell.” Fiona’s face fizzled out in disappointment. I guess she was expecting me to say something a little more caring.
     
    “Swell. That is all you have to say? Have I been misreading the signs?” she said, eyes crossing up. Her face became somber, the life drained right out of her voice. Fiona no longer sounded happy or chirpy. Instead, she became almost robotic. Fuck Seth! Just tell her how you feel! Tell her now!
     
    “I thought there might have been something between us. I mean, we have spent most of our lives together, it is only natural. Do you have any idea how badly I have missed you these past few months? Leaving me all alone! I’ve been lost without you Bro!” I was sort of glad the restaurant was full of people talking loudly. Nobody could hear her forbidden confession.
     
    “I’ve missed you too Sis. But…love?” I said, trying to deny myself of my true feelings. I felt so very guilty, not just admitting how I feel. But I can’t! We can’t be together! Even though we are far, far away from our folks, it just isn’t right! She is my sister! Is there really anything wrong with that at all Seth?
     
    “It was foolish of me to say that. It was foolish of me to believe for one second that the perfect guy was right in front of me all along!” she mumbled on, sounding rather depressed at my faux rejection.
     
    Seth! It is now or never! You must confess! Screw the whole ‘it is wrong’ bullshit!
     
    “Wait Sis! I, sort of. I think-I-love-you-too!” I said back as quickly as possible, tensing up in a combination of embarrassment and relief. My sister’s face lit up again. She moved in a little closer, wanting to seal the deal. The rational side of my brain kicked into overdrive however. “We can’t be