Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | The Crush |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Jordan Silver |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B00V8UVHFS |
| Book Information: | |
She was an awkward scrawny kid when they met, he felt sorry for the kid, but he was going away to college and there really was no room in his life for the daughter of the woman his dad had married. Fast forward eight years and the girl he'd nicknamed 'owl' was no more. In her place was a knockout who seemed set on making him sweat. After convincing himself that it was all in his head, that there's no way the little innocent could be trying to seduce him, he's blown away by his reaction to seeing her with other guys. Melanie knows what she wants and what she wants is her hot older stepbrother Nick. the guy who's been the star in her dreams ever since she reached puberty and a chance encounter sent her into orbit. From that fateful day to this, she's set her sights on him, and nothing, not even he himself, is going to stop her. | |
| Books by Author: | Jordan Silver Books |
PROLOGUE
NICK
What’s wrong with this kid? She’s so awkward it’s sad. It’s been a month since they moved in and she’s still shy, always giving me looks and shit. I never know what to say to her, I mean why would I? I’ve never had a sister before, and since mom passed a few years ago it’s just been dad and I. Now there were two new females in the house and everyone was trying to adjust.
Cathy was okay I guess, she keeps my dad happy, one less worry for me, especially since I started college a year early and kind of left him on his own. She wasn’t mom, but no one could be. At least she was nice and friendly, and didn’t try to mother me. At seventeen it was too late for that.
I’d grown a lot in the years since mom was taken from us I had to. For a while there dad wasn’t looking like he was gonna make it, scared the piss outta me. I had to grow up fast and take care of both of us. That’s when I learned my love for numbers, and playing the market. I was all of sixteen by then and my whole focus changed.
I still played B-ball and hung with my friends, still tried to bag as much pussy as possible on the weekends, but I was into the trading thing big time. It also helped to bridge the gap that had been growing between dad and I.
I’d just started my first year at the university when dad started getting serious about the woman he’d been dating for about a year. I think friends had set them up or some shit, and he was worried about how I would feel about another woman in mom’s place.
I told him to go for it, I needed him to be happy and besides I wasn’t going to be there that much. I was home for the wedding which was a month or so ago, and that was the first time I met Melanie. She was all knees and teeth, with the wildest fucking hair I’ve ever seen outside a cartoon.
She’s nothing like her mom that’s for sure, kinda timid. I’m glad I wouldn’t be around to deal with this shit for much longer, it gets tiring after a while. I never know where the fuck she is in the house, and places that I was once free to roam in the all natural was now off limits.
There she goes, hiding in the shadows again, creepy. She peeked around the corner and almost had a heart attack when she saw me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I kept it moving. I wonder what her story is anyway? I know her dad was gone too, and that she was having a hard time with adjusting or some shit, but we haven’t gotten to the point where we’ve actually had a conversation yet, so I’m not sure.
One look back showed her with slumped shoulders and a look of dejection on her face. Where the fuck is her mom?
“Hey kid.” I felt bad for some fucked up reason, maybe because of my not so kind thoughts about her. I had a hot piece of ass waiting to break-in my new ride, but I couldn’t leave her like this. Our parents were usually caught up in each other and I was never home, and the poor kid had nothing doing. “You wanna shoot some hoops?” What the fuck, did I have a brain freeze or some shit?
She gave me this owlish look from behind wire-rimmed glasses and it did something fucked up to my heart. She reminded me of this little baby bird I’d rescued once. He’d fallen out of the nest and been separated from his mama and the rest of his family. He was the most pitiful thing I ever saw. She reminded me of Sparrow. I was about to break some kind of code here. Me Nick Moretti college jock; was about to pass up pussy to babysit my new stepsister. No one would believe it.
I should’ve known then, but how could I?
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MELANIE
Whoa, say what now? First of all I didn’t even know he knew I existed. Trust me, the quintessential geek, to get stuck with a jock for a brother. He hasn’t been rude or anything since our parents tied the knot, but it’s painfully obvious that we’re from two completely different galaxies.
Add the fact that I was new here, had no friends, and was known to run from my own shadow and…well…you get the picture. Now he was asking me to play instead of running around with his friends, or one of the million girls who’s always hanging around him.
“Okay sure.” I’ve lost my mind, I didn’t know the first thing about the stupid game, but I knew I liked being around him, I liked the way it made me feel. Since my dad had passed away, there was something missing, some void that nothing seemed able to fill. The more time passed, the sadder I became and the more withdrawn. Now we’d moved all this way and I felt even more lost, except when Nicki was around. As shy as I am around him, I would suffer through every moment of angst just to be with him.