Stepbrother. Part 3

His voice flowed like honey over her battered nerves and she found herself drawn along with him, through the rooms until he stopped outside double doors that were closed. Smiling, he turned toward her, reaching out to lift the heavy fall of her flame colored curls.

"This is the first thing I noticed about you," he said in a soft whisper that was still silky sweet. "The color drew my eyes like you were aflame. I wanted to dig my hands in just to feel the satiny texture." He brushed his hand over her forehead, his fingers skimming over her cheek and down to her chin. "You are very beautiful, Kendra. My family will welcome you here, so don't fear. All right?"

He seemed to hesitate, one palm smoothing the riot of curls that bounced around her face and shoulders. Kendra finally nodded, her reward was the brightness of his smile and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, squeezing lightly before reaching out to grab one of the double doors. Giving her one last glance, he pushed ope