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Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Book Spotlight: 40/20: A Stepbrother Romance by Darlene Jacobs

40/20 Rule in rugby: The ball must bounce within the field of play at least once before finding the touch line.

I was the touchline. 

My stepbrother, Jake, a rugby player, plays by all the rules... except when it comes to me. He saved my life... literally. I had planned to slip under the ocean's waves. But Jake was there to rescue me from myself.

At first I thought I hated Jake. He was the typical alpha male that gets whatever he wants when he wants it. The pride of our newly blended family; he's on the Dean's list, a star rugby player and the apple of both our parent's eyes. I've only known him for three months, but I had already formed a jealous, negative opinion.

However, my attitude would flipflop drastically about Jake the day he drove me up to his college campus to stay a few days, party, and watch rugby practice. The ride there was so hot and sexy, I couldn't possibly believe that experience could be topped.

Or could it? 

Unfortunately, Jake neglected to tell me that someone was waiting for him on campus... a barbie that had a hold on him. While Jake figures out what he really wants; I don't wait around. His rugby teammate, 'The Spence,' has his eye (and hands) all over me.

What will it be, Jake?


I go into the dorm's bathroom and shut the door. But the door doesn't stay closed and slowly inches open just a tiny bit.  I try to get it to close and stay closed. Same issue. So I leave it be.

I remove my clothing and stand in front of the medicine cabinet. I catch Anthony, with his back facing the bathroom, using a mirror to catch a glimpse of my body through the crack in the door.

Yes, most would consider him a creep. But I feel kind of sorry for the guy.  He's relegated to getting his thrills cheaply. And it wasn't so long ago... yesterday, actually, that I was considered the same lonely loser. 

I know the type because I am the type.

Almost, dying has drastically changed me. I'm freer, less concerned about the mundane. 

So I go through the medicine cabinet, just to be nosy... and also to give Anthony a few more moments.

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