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accident.  
    “How?” Dad asked, unaware that Jaxon was touching me under the table.
    “I could pop by the store for a few hours and sign autographs. That will get people in the store and be good publicity, not to mention people will probably buy soccer balls for me to sign.”
    “I couldn’t ask you to do that. You must be busy, what with transfer negotiations and the tour that starts in a week’s time.”
    “It’s no problem at all, Sheridan. It’s the least I can do.”
    Jaxon finished eating, and within seconds one of his hands found its way to my thigh. He gave a light squeeze while my dad thanked him profusely for his offer. Dad wouldn’t be quite so happy if he realized Jaxon was feeling up his daughter under the table, but he liked Jaxon, and if we weren’t stepbrother and stepsister he would probably approve of us being together. But we were stepbrother and stepsister, and therefore this had to stop.
    I reached under the table and tried gently to remove Jaxon’s hand from my leg, but there was no way I could do so without it being obvious something was going on. In the end I made up some excuse about having to email work, and left the table before finishing dinner.
    So much for not spending time with Jaxon. His touch still awakened me in the same way it had four years ago. I might not be a virgin anymore, but there was something magical about his hands that sent heat radiating through my body and between my legs.
    I ran up to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. That cooled most of my body down, but not the part that mattered. I knew if I reached down I would feel dampness between my legs, confirming that I still wanted Jaxon inside me as much as I had four years ago, and every day since then. It wasn’t going to happen; it couldn’t happen. Not now.
    Somehow I had to get through this summer without giving in to Jaxon. I might have to stay late at work every night, but somehow I would manage it. I had to for my own sanity. Jaxon had shown he was capable of betraying me once before. I couldn’t let him into my heart again. Not ever.

I carried on making small talk with Sheridan while completely ignoring my mom until we had finished dinner and I had an excuse to get up from the table. I desperately wanted to get upstairs and see Jenny again, but it wouldn’t do any harm to leave her alone with her thoughts for half an hour. I knew she’d be thinking of me. 
    If I timed it just right, I might walk into her bedroom and catch her touching herself. I’d done that once before, although she’d been under the covers and I hadn’t seen anything. Still, it’d been enough to drive me wild and stiffen my cock instantly.
    After dinner, I listened outside Jenny’s door but didn’t hear any noises inside. I knocked, but walked in before she answered. This time I only caught her sat at her laptop writing an email. I guess she hadn’t been lying about doing work. Maybe she really didn’t feel the same way about me as she had four years ago.
    I closed the door behind me to give us some privacy, but I had a bad feeling we wouldn’t need it. Jenny looked more determined now, more mature, and I wasn’t sure my charms would break down her barriers quite as quickly as they used to.
    “Why are you here?” Jenny asked. “You said the tour didn’t start for another week.”
    “It doesn’t, but I haven’t seen Sheridan in a while, and figured it would be polite to pop in and say hello. Plus, I wanted to spend some time with you. Is that really so bad?”
    “Yes, it is, actually. My employer is trying to negotiate a business deal with you. It’s hardly appropriate for you to hang around in my bedroom.”
    “It was never appropriate for me to hang around in your bedroom,” I said. “That was one of the things that turned you on so much.”
    “You being my stepbrother was never part of the appeal,” she replied. “It disgusts me. What we did—what we nearly did—was wrong and it should