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The house is silent, the clock ticking softly in the hall. She pushes open his door, her heart pounding in her chest. Her step-brother, a college senior, is sprawled on his bed, shirtless, a book open beside him. She drinks in his muscular form, her body aching with a hunger she can't deny. "I had a dream about you," she confesses, her voice barely audible. "And I can't stop thinking about it."