Falling For My Brother

Prologue

Emma POV

"I now pronounce you man and wife..."

I stopped listening after that. It was official. My mum had remarried. Met someone new and got a ring round her finger and it hadn't even been six months since my dad died.

I didn't care about her or what she did. She certainly didn't love me. So why should I love her? I didn't care who she decided to be with. It was just that my new step father happened to be the father of...

"So this means we are related now huh sis?" Jake whispered in my ear.

"I'm not your sis and and we will NEVER EVER be related."

"Year they will probably get a divorce after they realise what our history is..."

"You can't tell anyone!"

" So I'm not allowed to tell my step mum I've slept with her daughter? Damn." He smiled that cocky smile the one with the cute little dimples it made him look so- 'STOP' I mentally told my brain.

"You would never tell your dad or my mum. Even you would get embarrassed!"

Wouldn't he?

"hmmmm...but I like the idea of your cheaks going all pink. Your cute when you get embarrassed. Like you are now. Awww sis Did I make it uncomfortable? You are totally in love with me. Though who wouldn't be?"

I tried (but failed) to make it look like the 'cute' comment didn't effect me.

"Yeah, I'm sure that would go well! 'Hi stepmother-"

"You do realize I'm not going to call her stepmother right?

"whatever- 'just wanted to let you know that we went out for 3 months, slept together, fell in love...broke up, got over it in like a week blah blah blah. Not that we want you to feel awkward or anything we can still be a big happy fucking family!"

"It only took you a week to get over me?" He sounded surprised

"Well year probably less actually..."

"Wow...I thought we were in love..."

That was the problem though. It didn't take me a week to get over him. It took me alot longer. A lot meaning I never actually got over him.

And now he was my brother.

Fuck