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I sat in my room, my pencil tapping against my unfinished algebra homework. I heard my mom and George shut their bedroom door downstairs, the last ones to get to bed. I twirled around in my wheeled desk chair, my eyes stopping at the alarm clock by my bed.

12:30. Derek would be waiting for me.

The question was…was I going to go? It was stupid enough for me to lose my virginity to my stepbrother last night. For me to go over again for more was just ridiculous.

Although his muscles were so tight. And his skin was so hard against my body. And his wet, full lips felt amazing on my skin.

"Curse you, Derek," I muttered before storming out of my room and charging into his.

"Derek, we can't—" I stopped myself, suddenly unable to find my voice. Derek's bed was made for the first time, well, ever, and his room was tidy. There were a few candles on his dresser, the only light shining in his bedroom. Soft music was playing on his computer. He was sitting on his bed, still fully dressed sans his sneakers and socks.

I stared at his room in wonder. "Derek? What's all this?" I asked, my voice quiet against the soft music.

He looked up at me, a new look on his face. What was it? It looked like…nervousness.

"I, uh, thought about it and I didn't make your first time special. It was rushed. So I kinda wanted a do-over," he said, his voice a much more gentler tone than I was used to.

I looked over at him, my mouth completely slack and my eyes wide. Was he serious? The look on his face, that nervous smile, told me he was.

"Oh, Derek," I let out a gentle breath. I never in a million years thought he would ever—wow. I shook my head in disbelief.

He walked over to me, and held his hand out for me to take. I didn't hesitate, trusting him completely as he led me to his bed.

This time, when I woke up, I was still in wrapped in Derek's strong arms. I didn't dare move, not sure of how Derek would react. Would he be the same old Derek and kick me out? Or that different Derek, the one who gave me shivers of pleasure with his gentle caresses?

I swear I had seen stars last night.

But was I crazy to think he had actually changed in any way?

I closed my eyes, breathing his scent in deeply. I had so many mixed emotions.

"You still have time to sleep," Derek's voice was sudden, thick with sleep, still causing me to jump in surprise. With my head now jerked up, I looked up into his sexy eyes.

"Sleep?" I asked, for some reason not registering it.

He smiled up at me. "Yeah, school doesn't start for another two hours." He reached up and gently touched one flushed cheek of mine.

I stared down at him, wondering just what he was thinking. Why was he being so sweet with me? Was there some ulterior motive I just wasn't thinking of? Had he made a bet with someone that he could get his stepsister to sleep with him?

But then, that didn't make sense, because I had slept with him the night before. Last night was different. It was gentle and careful, everything Derek wasn't. It was like Derek had switched bodies with somebody.

You're ridiculous, I scoffed at myself. This isn't some sci-fi movie or something. Stupid.

"What?" he asked. I realized I had been staring at him the whole time I had been arguing with myself. My cheeks instantly burned.

"Nothing," I shook my head quickly, embarrassed.

He raised his eyebrows. "Was it…better? Last night, I mean…" He trailed off.

He looked genuinely unsure, his eyes so childlike and sincere. My suspicions only grew.

"Why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, trying not to show any emotion.

He seemed surprised. "Suspicious?"

Curse him for being able to see right through me. I sighed and sat up, crossing my arms around me in a protective pose. "Why shouldn't I be, Derek?" I paused. "I mean…why would you care about making my first time 'special'?"

"Why shouldn't it be? I think everyone's first time should be special," Derek said.

I looked down at my fingernails, avoiding his gaze. "Was your first time special?"

He glanced over at me and smiled. "Yeah. It was."

With that, he kissed me gently and took off for the shower.