One Step at a Time Series by Cindy Wilder

Warning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. I was in my second semester of college when I met him. He was in my biology class. It was the class I had been dreading since the day I walked into my dorm on campus. I found myself sitting at the large biology table much faster than I thought I would. Each time a guy walked into the room, I assessed his lap partner potential... moreWarning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. I was in my second semester of college when I met him. He was in my biology class. It was the class I had been dreading since the day I walked into my dorm on campus. I found myself sitting at the large biology table much faster than I thought I would. Each time a guy walked into the room, I assessed his lap partner potential. Would he be able to handle all the cutting and touching while I wrote the papers? Did he seem wimpy or strong? Did he look like he was going to chicken out? A few of them seemed to have potential. I needed to find someone who was willing to go the distance, so I could just melt into the background and go unnoticed by the professor. Then he walked in. As soon as I saw him, I knew he was the one. Just looking at him jumbled my thoughts. He was tall, dark, and muscular. I was sure he could handle the job of dissecting a frog and whatever else they threw our way. Every girl in the room ogled him when he walked through that door. Be confident, I thought to myself. I pulled my shoulders back and sat up with confidence until the moment out eyes connected. I was still stuck in my thoughts when I saw him walking in my direction. Just walk by, I thought, not sure if I could handle being next to Mr. Sexy all semester. There was no way I needed any distractions. I had to keep my mind on my grades. He stopped when he got to the table I was occupying and I froze. “Is this seat available?” he asked. That was the beginning of it all. less

Warning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. When my father picked me up from school for the summer and dropped the bomb on me, I wasn't sure what I was going to do. He was getting married and had moved while I was away at school. The thought of living in a strange home with three soon-to-be stepbrothers and a stepmother scared the crap out of me. It had been just the two of us for so long... moreWarning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. When my father picked me up from school for the summer and dropped the bomb on me, I wasn't sure what I was going to do. He was getting married and had moved while I was away at school. The thought of living in a strange home with three soon-to-be stepbrothers and a stepmother scared the crap out of me. It had been just the two of us for so long. I went to sleep that first night unsure of how I felt or what the morning would bring. When I got up in the middle of the night, walked down the hall, and turned the knob to open the bathroom door, I got the best surprise of my life. Brad stood before me looking as sexy as ever. The thought of being able to see him every day made me the happiest girl in the world. When he snuck into my room and crawled in bed behind me, I knew it was going to be a summer to remember. I couldn't have been more right. There was only one problem. Some things aren't always as they seem. less

Warning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. I was on cloud nine knowing that Brad was going to be one room away the entire summer. My day was going great, aside from one argument I had with my dad in front of his soon-to-be wife and her son. I was ready to meet another one of the boys. He couldn't be that bad, I thought. He was Brad's brother... moreWarning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. I was on cloud nine knowing that Brad was going to be one room away the entire summer. My day was going great, aside from one argument I had with my dad in front of his soon-to-be wife and her son. I was ready to meet another one of the boys. He couldn't be that bad, I thought. He was Brad's brother. When the front door opened and I heard his voice, the hair on the back of my neck stood and my body shivered. Jen rounded the bend and introduced me to her son. I felt every emotion possible, as I looked back and forth between the man that was sitting next to me and the one that was standing in front of me. "Twins," I whispered. My world was crashing down around me. I had made the biggest mistake of my life. Our parents were getting married in one week, and I had one job to do. I needed to make sure their wedding happened no matter what. I just had to figure out how I was going to avoid my evil stepbrother and keep my love from finding out what had happened. I knew I was going to lose the man that meant everything to me. There was no way our parents were going to lose their chance at love too. It was only one week. How bad could it be? less

Warning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. It was the morning of the wedding. I was so close. They were going to be married in just a couple of hours. Maybe Brayden was going to let it go, I thought. I knew it sounded too good to be true. When I read the note he left me, I thought I was going to lose it. He wanted me to meet him at ten o'clock at night. That punk was going to make me wait through the entire wedding and reception... moreWarning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. It was the morning of the wedding. I was so close. They were going to be married in just a couple of hours. Maybe Brayden was going to let it go, I thought. I knew it sounded too good to be true. When I read the note he left me, I thought I was going to lose it. He wanted me to meet him at ten o'clock at night. That punk was going to make me wait through the entire wedding and reception. Everything he had put me through wasn't enough. He was going to torture me some more. How anyone could be so sick and twisted was beyond me. When I showed up ready to take him on, he surprised me once again. Brayden gave me a choice. He was making me choose who was impacted by what happened between us. I knew what I had to do, I made my choice, and I learned yet again that things aren't always as they seem. less