Chapter 2
“I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, Melinda, but I don’t find it funny in the very least.” Matthew had seen Melinda and still he couldn’t believe that she was actually here. There was no way that they could possibly have a relationship from a two day stand that really was something to remember. “I thought that I was going to have a heart attack. Maybe that was your intention and this is your way of telling me that you have a grudge against me. This is not the place or the time to get into past indiscretions.”
“Do you know how crazy you sound? I’m the one that should be furious. I came here to meet my stepbrother Matthew and I come across the one that got away. Owen, you’re going to have to leave. I can’t have you under foot and I don’t care if you are friends with my stepbrother.” Melinda was trying to make sense of this, while keeping her voice down low enough, so that others couldn’t hear what was going on. “We can’t be in the same house together. It will only lead to embarrassment.” She could remember the way that his hands felt on her body. The way that he continued to move like a machine throughout that entire weekend was only making her yearn.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. My name is Matthew Owen Brady.” He was starting to realize that destiny and the stars had aligned in just the way that made it possible for them to find each other after all this time.” This can’t be happening.”
“I knew you, as Owen and now you’re telling me that your real name is Matthew. I’m trying to understand this, but it’s hard when you are slapped across the face with your first love.” “Matthew or Owen, whatever his name is has got me wrapped around his little finger. He has no idea what kind of control he has over my body and how at this precise moment I’m begging him with my eyes for another chance to see if that spark is still alive.” Melinda was walking with him. She heard something that made her look up at the precise moment that a huge plant fell from where it was perched on the balcony.
Protectively, she put out her hand and stopped the momentum of Matthew from going any further. It crashed to the ground and startled them both. Matthew looked down at her hand and knew that she had just saved him from certain injury. The planter must’ve weighed a ton and probably would have killed him, if it landed on his head.
“My baby…my baby.” Beverly ran over to her son, throwing her arms around him and holding him tight after such a close encounter. “Are you OK, Matthew? I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.” Their bond was cemented by a mother and son connection that went beyond just a loving relationship. They were cemented together by an untold secret that neither one of them were willing to speak in public.
“I’m OK, mother and it was just an accident.” Melinda was looking at the planter and then back up at the balcony and could see no way that it would have fell on its own. Even a gust of wind wouldn’t be able to lift that kind of weight. It was possible that it had slipped, but her mind was now a whirlwind of suspicion. She was going to have to check it out and see for herself, but she was quite sure that somebody had just tried to kill or at the very least scare Matthew out of his mind. “I think that if it wasn’t for my new step sister that I would’ve been seriously hurt. We owe her a debt of gratitude that I don’t think that either one of us will be able to pay back.” Melinda that had her hand still on his chest and it had nothing to do with showing any kind of protective gesture. She was feeling his muscularity and knew that he had put on some weight.
“It’s bad enough that I have to be in the same house, as him, but for him to actually turn his body into something that could grace the pages of any muscle magazine is almost too much to bear. His biceps are bigger and his body is making me yearn for another taste of what I had that weekend. Years have gone by and I have never forgotten what it was like to be in his arms. That feeling of intimacy combined with a fever of lust was more than enough to make me crawl to his bed over and over again. I don’t know that I can trust myself around him.” Melinda finally relinquished her hold, feigning innocence, as if she didn’t really want to take credit for his well being.
“I would’ve done that for anybody. I’m just glad that I was here and that I was able to stop that from happening.” Melinda got a hug from Beverly and she could feel her breasts pressing into her own nipples. “There’s no reason to show me this kind of gratitude. I’m sure that anyone would have done the same thing.” That hug lasted a little longer than necessary, but it appeared that Beverly wanted to show Melinda some kind of reward for what she had done.
“With everybody that’s staying here, I’m afraid that rooms are scarce. If it’s OK with the two of you, I would suggest that you stay in the same room together.” Beverly didn’t want Sheila, one of her distant nieces to get her clutched into Matthew. They had been flirting with seduction disaster for a few months. She trusted that nothing would happen with Melinda acting, as his own personal bodyguard and chauffeur. To Beverly, Melinda was trustworthy and everything that Kenneth had told her about Melinda had painted her in a good light. “You’re not related and I would like you to have this opportunity to get to know each other better, as siblings.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary, mother. I think that we are going to need our own space. I’m sure that there’s more than enough room to go around for everybody.” Matthew saw the look in his mother’s eyes and knew that she was up to something. He had seen that fiery redhead Sheila gazing at him with naughty thoughts in her head and then it dawned on him the reason why that his mother wanted to pair him with his stepsister. She obviously thought that nothing would happen between him and Sheila, but that was not his main concern. Being in the same room with Melinda would turn the heat up and it had nothing do with the temperature from the heater.
“I’m not going to hear another word about it, Matthew. This is the only way that it’s going to work and I’m not taking no for an answer. Do this for me and maybe there is something that I’ll give you in return. A certain car that caught your eye might be in your future.” Beverly had decided to use money, as a way to get what she wanted. She tried that with Kenneth, but found that he was not even interested in her money. They had literally fallen in love and it was unexpected, but not unwelcome.
Matthew had learned a long time ago that his mother could be quite forthcoming. He had tried to get out of it and now he was allowing it to happen. There was a part of him that could have fought a little bit harder, but there was also another part that wanted to be that close to Melinda. Just standing in her presence had brought back a flood of memories that gave him a hard on. He tried to hide it by shifting his weight, but he saw of Sheila leering and licking her lips. She probably thought that it was having her around that was causing him to feel this way, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Matthew took Melinda up to the room, closing the door and watching, as she went over to the white drapes and pulled them closed. “I don’t know what we’re going to do, Melinda. Thankfully, there are two beds, but there’s nothing separating us from jumping each other in the middle of the night. I’m going to try to contain myself, but it’s going to be very hard and I’m not using that, as a euphemism.” Matthew couldn’t stand still and he wanted desperately to circle his arms around her waist and press his obvious arousal up against her backside.
“We’re just going to have to try to keep it in our pants.” “I didn’t want to keep it in my pants and if I were a man, I would be whipping it out and attacking my prey. He looked, so damn good and that smell wafting in the air was making me to feel things. It’s familiar and strong and I doubt that anybody could keep us away from each other for too long.” “We are adults and it’s not like we are teenagers that have our hormones going out of control. We have free will and all we have to do is keep ourselves from going completely crazy for each other.” She saw him smile and then he turned and walked out that door. The only thing that she wanted more than anything was for him to come in and sweep her off her feet.
Melinda made sure to keep away from him, but it was an effort in futility. They were eventually going to have to sleep in the same room and that would’ve been tantamount to lighting a match on to gasoline that had been spread across the bed sheets. “I can’t possibly stay here and not do something about this obvious attraction between the two of us. I don’t like the idea that he has me where he wants me. I’m literally a captive audience and there isn’t a moment that goes by that I don’t think about him without his clothes on. I seem to recall that he likes to sleep in the buff and that’s just going to make things even that much more difficult.”
“I hope you don’t mind, but I may come by in the middle of the night and snatch him away from you. It’s even possible that he’ll come to me and I’ll be sure to keep my door open for that eventuality.” This home wrecker was not being very subtle and Melinda wanted to slap the taste out of her mouth, but thought that that might be a little too telling. “I think that he’s going to be mine and that his fortune and that body are never going to leave my sight again. If it doesn’t bother you, maybe you can talk me up to him. I don’t think I need the extra incentive. He’s obviously attracted to me and I don’t think that it was lost on anyone the way that he suddenly got excited with me standing there.” Sheila had designs to be part of the Brady clan. She was not really related and the fact that they had played with fire already had only consumed her to the point that she wanted to take it to the next level.
“I’m not his babysitter or his mother and he can do whatever he wants with you or anyone. I’m just not going to help you try to seduce him into your arms. Besides, I don’t think that you have any problems getting a man to follow you back to your bedroom.” Melinda saw her, as a threat in the way that she carried herself with that low strapless dress that made it impossible for her not to notice that Shelia was blessed in many ways. “I’m just his stepsister and I’m getting to know him. Putting me into this position would be making light of the fact that we’re here to get to know each other.” Melinda was making it very clear to Sheila that she was not going to stop any kind of shenanigans in the middle of the night.
“I thought that we were sisters and that, as women, we look after each other. I guess I was misinformed and I wouldn’t expect him back in the room, until morning.” Sheila walked away, smiling and knowing that tonight was the night that she was finally going to take Matthew to bed and put a smile on his face. She did have one other thing to do for Beverly, as a favor, but even that would be something that she could look back on fondly
“I know that Matthew has no designs on her and that her sniffing around is nothing, but a one sided attempt to get him into her trap. I can to keep him safe, but I can’t be everywhere. I know that he’s a man and that he has needs and that Sheila is ready to give it up without any kind of fight. Can he possibly fight that urge, or is he the man that I think he is? I guess there is only one way to find out.”