Florida Secrets (Step-Sibling Relationship) ***EDITING***

Chapter 1

Braden's POV

"Cassie, wake up."

Her long honey blonde hair framing her face as she groaned at me to leave her alone. Her full pink lips were slightly parted and I could just start to see her perfectly straight teeth.

"Cassie. Come on get up." I pushed her shoulder a little bit and she groaned again. Mumbling something under her breath that sounded like "asshole." I sighed and walked away from her bed and over to the door. I stood in front of it for a second before turning around and screaming as I ran and jumped on her bed. She screamed and pulled the covers up over her head, staying like that for a solid minute while I wiped the water from my eyes from laughing so hard. She slowly pulled the covers away from her face and looked around the room until her eyes were set on me.

"Hello, sunshine." I smiled.

"Ha ha, very funny, B. Now leave so I can wallow in the sadness that is my embarrassing life." She stated over dramatically.

"No can do, Cass. Get up. We're going to the beach. Tonight is the back to school bonfire." I said.

"Ugh. It isn't even night yet. It's only-" she looked over at the digital clock on her night stand, "10am." She rubbed her eyes and moved the hair out of her face.

"So? We can spend the whole day there. You need a little color anyway." I pinched her cheek, teasing her. She was looking a little pale though. Her skin was fare, just like Megan's, which meant she tended to burn instead of tan. She slapped my arm and I feigned being hurt.

"The only thing I need right now is a huge cup of coffee and a shower." She hopped out of bed and walked over to her closet.

"Okay. Let me know when you're ready and we'll head over there together. I'll even let you drive." I winked at her. Dad got me this sweet 1997 Mazda Miada for my birthday last year and Cass has been dying to drive it for months now. Dad was teaching her how to drive stick shift in his truck, and I thought she finally had it down enough to let her drive my baby. Just to the beach, that is.

"Really? You're gonna let me drive Lucy?" she asked in disbelief. I nodded.

"Okay. What's the catch?" she asked me, leaning her elbow on the drawer of her dresser.

"Nothing. Maybe you'll do a favor for me some day soon." I smirked. I didn't really have anything in mind just yet, but I knew a day would come where I would need her to have my back on something, I just wasn't sure what that would be.

"Okay. Deal." she said and turned to grab a tshirt and shorts from the drawers. I stood up and walked back towards the door.

"Hey, I'll make your favorite when you come downstairs." I called out over my shoulder before turning around for confirmation from her. Her back was facing me. Her very bare back. She was wearing a matching black bra and panty set with thin material. Her whole backside was on display to me as I moved my eyes up and down her body from head to toe. She had a birth mark just above the lining of her underwear, just above her butt, in the shape of a strawberry and a mole in the center of her back. I was too busy staring at her mile long legs, I didn't realize that Cass was talking to me.

I shook my head. "What?" I asked drowsily.

"I said sounds like a plan." she spoke slowly.

I just nodded and quickly walked out of the door and leaned my back against the hallway wall. What the hell was that? My hand slapped my forehead as if on its own accord and I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute. I shook my head and started walking down the stairs and to the kitchen. Camila was off for the day which meant we had to fend for ourselves. I found the pancake mix in the cabinet and milk and fresh blueberries in the fridge before whipping up some blueberry pancakes for the both of us. Cassie's favorite.