My Billionaire Stepbrother by Sterling Jillian

Author:Sterling, Jillian [Sterling, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hearts Collective Publishing
Published: 2015-09-09T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The next morning I am feeling more like myself. I think I have it all figured out now. I think I know how to clear everything up.

A good night’s sleep always helps me put things in perspective, and now I feel more comfortable with my own behavior yesterday. At the time I was so confused about why I felt like Veronique was having such an effect on me, why I wanted her so much, why I was feeling so overwhelmed by her. But now I realize it must be simply that I have a lot going on; I am under a lot of stress with business and with worrying about my mother. It’s only natural – though not excusable – that I would lose my cool and vent. And take out my stress in any way possible.

It’s only human that I would make a poor decision under the weight of all that’s happened this week, turning to sex or losing my temper at inappropriate times, in order to try to relieve some of the strain. Not that I’m proud of myself. Well, maybe I am a little proud – how many men successfully seduce their stepsisters?

Or did she seduce me?

I actually have no idea. It happened so fast, and yet took so agonizingly long. I’ve thought about little else all week, and now that I’ve had her, I still don’t know what’s going on. Anyway. It doesn’t matter. I’m choosing to get over it. It’s unfortunate that I hurt Veronique. I’ll apologize. I’ll make a gesture. But there’s no reason for there to be any more drama.

I’m ready to wrap the whole Veronique thing up in a bow and put it behind me.

Wouldn’t you rather wrap Veronique up in a bow and take her from behind?

No. No, no, no. Stop it stop it!

I’m over it. Really, I am.

I woke up today early and went for a run. I had a protein-rich breakfast and dictated some important emails to Renaud. I held conference calls with the Governor of the Seychelles and the Gala Committee Chair; I spoke with the President of Curtis Institute of Music; I closed a deal with the President of Unilever and my company’s CEO; I rescheduled lunch with the British Ambassador.

See? Over it.

I checked all the most pressing things off my to-do list, that is, all save one: apologize to Veronique. That’s the only thing left to do before I hop on the boat to the capital, where I’ll be working for the next few weeks. I have to deal with Veronique. I don’t like leaving loose ends behind me.

But part of me is worried that if I tug at this string, I’ll unravel.

Now I find myself stalling, staring at my reflection in the mirror, applying more after-shave than necessary and obsessing over which facial expression will make me seem most sincere and also most impersonal. I want her to believe me that I’m sorry, and I also want her to believe me that I don’t want anything more to happen between us.

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