You Don't Want To Know

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Morgan's POV

I swear, Luke is killing me. I don't know how much more of him I can take. (Omg!)

I regain myself and move from my position against the wall even after Luke left. I grab my phone from the bed and leave my room like Luke did about ten minutes ago.

What did he mean when he said he wanted me? Was it just a joke? Did he just want to see what my reaction would be? Or does he actually want me the way I want him?

There's no way. He only thinks of me like his step sister just like I should only think of him like my step brother. I shouldn't want him in any other way.

I go down the stairs and into the living room where I see Luke watching tv. With no shirt on.

Is he trying to kill me today?

I shake my head a bit to snap out of it and take a seat on the opposite side of the couch as Luke where my backpack is, but I throw it on the floor.

"Come down here because you couldn't resist me?" Luke asks me without removing his attention from the tv.

I scoff before answering with: "You wish."

"I don't need to wish, babe, because it's true."

Babe.

Babe.

Babe.

He called me babe.

My heart is pounding and my stomach has caged butterflies that are trying to escape.

He looks at me and I long for him to pin me up against a wall again. I long for his face just millimeters away from mine and him leaning down to give me a long, passionate kiss.

"What's going on through that head of yours?" He asks me and I shake my head repeatedly.

"You don't want to know," I tell him and his famous smirk appears on his face. Suddenly, he crawls towards me on the couch. My heart must be exploding out of my chest because I am so nervous and scared but yet excited to have him close to me again.

He reaches my sock covered feet and places his hands on them. A shriek escapes my mouth when he pulls on them, bring me closer to him.

"I do want to know," Luke says as he hovers over me on the couch. His legs are in between my two and I wonder why I am not against this position. He moves his face closer to mine once again today and I wonder if he will kiss me this time.

Stop, I tell myself. He doesn't like you that way.

He brings his face closer to mine and I can't help myself, I tug his face to mine and connect our lips. His cold lip ring presses against my lips and it feels so good.

I can tell Luke is definitely surprised because it's a few seconds until he kisses me back. We both flutter our eyes closed and he takes my face in his hands as I tangle mine up in his extremely soft hair.

He glides his tongue over my bottom lip and I don't second guess, I open my mouth a little so his tongue can enter and explore my mouth. I hear a throaty groan escape his mouth and go into my mouth as out tongues press up against each other and fight for dominance. He ends up winning and takes control of the kiss.

We are in a full make out session now and I don't want to break apart to get air, but sadly, we have to because we are both humans and humans need air to live.

We break apart and we open our eyes. We look at each other without saying anything. What did we just do?!

I just made out with my step brother.

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