Chapter 18 Superior Complex

• "Silas! Open up," I yelled, banging hard on my stepbrother's door. I could hear him curse, probably mad at being interrupted in the middle of... well, that! But at the moment, I didn’t give a damn what he thought of me. Usually, I would choose to ignore something like this—I didn’t like to get involved in Silas' casual flings.
• I had known right from the day we met that he was a playboy. And why wouldn’t he be? He was the most attractive guy in his college, with a wealthy father to support him, and girls tripping over him. But boy, did he have bad taste! Why would he choose to go back to Tammy after what she had done? I had at least thought he was smart enough to learn from his past mistake. Tammy wasn’t a good girl—why couldn’t he just stay away from her?
• In my anger, I didn’t even wonder how I knew Silas was with Tammy. Maybe it was the scent; that girl wore way too much perfume! I didn’t stop banging on the door until I heard shuffled footsteps approaching. The door was yanked open, and I was faced with an irritated Silas. Hair messy, half-naked, and looking so damn intoxicating... If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was an incubus.