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Jaxon and I had been fooling around he’d pulled my hair and devoured me with his lips. The discomfort of having my hair pulled had been a little weird at first, but it soon made me react between my legs in a way I hadn’t been expecting. Jaxon knew it as well and he never missed the opportunity to get a little rough with me when no one was looking. I could only imagine what he would do to me if we finally slept together.
    The best thing to do was avoid spending time with him. At the very least, I had to avoid situations where we were alone. He probably wouldn’t do anything in public in case people recognized him. In big cities like New York where there were a large number of soccer fans, Jaxon would be recognized most places he went. Unless he wanted a news story being thrown around about how he was fucking his sister, he would probably behave in public.
    The flight home was slightly more comfortable than the flight to England, and I actually managed to get some sleep for a couple of hours. I often woke up from naps feeling grumpier than before, but at least it helped pass the time a bit.
    I arrived home around dinnertime and heard excited conversation coming from the dining room. I took my suitcase upstairs and changed into some yoga pants and a sweater, before going back downstairs to join in with dinner. I hadn’t told Dad I’d be home for dinner, so there wouldn’t be any food for me, but he usually cooked too much anyway so I could dig into the leftovers.
    Dad looked up with a smile on his face when I walked into the room.
    “Jennifer, look who’s here for dinner,” Dad said.
    I looked to Dad’s right and saw Jaxon sitting there, making short work of his plate of food.
    “Hi, sis,” Jaxon said enthusiastically. “It sure is good to be home.”
    “What are you doing here?” I asked.  
    Jaxon was set next to my dad seemingly playing happy families while his mom sat across the table looking stone-faced and glum as usual. I never understood what Dad saw in Carrie. Dad was hard-working and ambitious, but that was nothing in comparison to Carrie who seem to be working every second of the day. Even now she had her phone on the table ready to answer any emails that came through.
    “You insisted I come to New York to discuss this deal,” Jaxon said. “I was hardly going to come all the way here and not say hello to your dad.” He deliberately didn’t mention saying hello to his mom which came as no surprise. He actively hated her, and we rarely got through a family meal without the two of them arguing.
    “But you said—” I began.
    “I must say,” Carrie interrupted, “I’m surprised you convinced Jaxon to discuss the deal with New York United so easily. Your boss told me he was sending you to Liverpool, but I expected you to have a tough time convincing him.”
    “Jenny’s always been very convincing,” Jaxon said. He stared at me intently, encouraging me to go along with the lie. I knew he was going to be in town anyway for the tour, but it seemed like he had come a few days early and was going to pretend I’d actually done a good job. It would now be a heck of a lot harder to avoid Jaxon, but at least Sam would be happy.
    “Grab a plate and sit down,” Dad insisted. “There’s plenty of food.”
    I popped into the kitchen to grab a plate and some cutlery, and then sat down at the empty seat which of course was next to Jaxon.
    “How many stores are you running now, Sheridan?” Jaxon asked my dad.
    “Five now,” Dad replied. “I think five is enough for the time being. I don’t want to stretch myself too thin, and it’s getting harder and harder to convince people to buy sporting equipment from retail stores instead of online.”
    “Maybe I can help,” Jaxon said.  
    As he spoke, Jaxon’s leg moved slightly to his left and brushed against mine. I flinched and moved my leg away, but Jaxon just extended his further until it touched mine again. It hadn’t been an