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One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SIXTY-FIVE: FRI(END)
TRAVIS LEWIS “Fifty nine minutes…great, an hour.” I massaged my temples, trying my best to stay calm. I was trying to not frown, to not get angry and to definitely not get unreasonable at the fact that Britney had gone out with Lucas. With every second that passed, it became harder to stay calm through, my patience slowly reaching its limit the minute an hour passed by and Britney was still yet to return. I had no idea where she went and to make it worse, she wasn’t replying all of my texts. I grunted then rose to my feet, glancing at my untouched luggage now at the corner of my room. Of course I couldn’t bring myself to unpack. Not when my mind and body was so unsettled, aching for Britney’s presence. Grabbing my phone, I headed downstairs to the living room, immediately taking a seat on the couch. Rosaline had left to her room already, leaving the house empty and even emptier without Rosaline in it. I sighed then looked at the door, subconsciously beginning another countd
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SIXTY-SIX: FRIENDS WITH(OUT) BENEFITS
TRAVIS LEWIS With Rosaline now convinced Britney and I got along really well, it was easier to spend time with her at home while she believed we were nothing but good step-siblings. That morning was no different as after breakfast, Britney and I left the house with the plan of me driving her to school. She had morning classes but I was free for the day, the ride to school lasting longer than usual as I decided to savor every minute I could with her. Finally, I pulled over in front of her faculty, a sigh escaping my lips. Unlocking the car from my seat, I watched her slowly untangle her hands from mine, a shy smile on her face as we prepared to part ways. “What time do your classes end?” I asked for the dozenth time, trying to waste even more time. “I’ll come and pick you.” “I’ll be done by 4pm,” she replied me again. “You can come pick me up by then.” “Alright then,” I nodded. “3pm?” “4pm, Travis,” she laughed and finally freed her hands from mine, grabbing her bag. “I wi
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SIXTY-SEVEN: THE INVITE.
TRAVIS LEWIS It had only been a couple of hours since I had the conversation with Amber but my mind remained unsettled ever since. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t understand her. I couldn’t understand her stance and how she was so determined to have things her way regardless of what I wanted. Not that it made much of a difference anyways. I meant every word when I made myself clear on what I wanted. Nothing could ever happen between us again, whether she wanted it or not. However, I still just couldn’t shrug off the unsettling feeling. The fact that she refused to reason with me meant she could as well decide to act on her own. And knowing Amber well enough, I couldn’t trust her to not act on her own and try to figure out something or anything about Britney and I. And now, to make it all worse, she was inviting me to her birthday party. In all honesty, I had no reason to decline her offer. After all, I still considered us to be friends at the very least. But at the same
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SIXTY-EIGHT: NEVER HAVE I EVER.
BRITNEY ASTON I stared at my reflection in the mirror then nodded, feeling contented with myself. I was dressed in the blue gown Travis had gotten me on our last trip, the color of the gown really doing justice to my skin tone. I had to admit, he had good eyes as the dress indeed looked good on me. Really good on me it made me confident his eyes were only going to be on me the entire night. It was finally the night of Amber’s birthday party and though I had been trying my best to stay positive, a part of me still felt unsettled about the party. I’d accepted to go to the party for two reasons. One, because Travis had asked me to and I needed to know about the relationship he now shared with Amber without asking and two, cause I needed to see Lucas. Ever since I rejected him, it was like he suddenly vanished into thin air. Unusually, he was suddenly nowhere to be found and we never crossed paths anymore at school. Whether he was in hiding or just hiding from me in particular- I co
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SIXTY-NINE: NEVER HAVE I EVER II
BRITNEY ASTON “What are you waiting for? Come on, put that finger down.” I immediately froze, Amber’s question ringing in my head about a million times. I should have listened to my instincts. I shouldn’t have accepted to play the dumb game and instead should have focused on my search for Lucas. Immediately, Travis and I locked gazes, an unexplainable tension filling the air. Naturally, he was supposed to put a finger down since everyone knew about him and Amber but given that logic, I was supposed to put a finger down too since I’d technically slept with him too.“Travis,” Jason spoke up again in a singsong voice. “What are you waiting for?” “Right,” he nodded then finally looked away from me, slowly putting his finger down. I swallowed, watching my five fingers begin to shake. “Who’s next?” “Is that all?” Amber asked as she also dropped a finger, her eyes lurking around everyone seated before lingering on me for a while. “No one’s lying, right?” Trying my best to stay calm,
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SEVENTY: BETWEEN ANGER AND JEALOUSY.
BRITNEY ASTON “Let me go.” First it was Lucas dragging me all the way upstairs without my permission and now, Travis was doing the same. His grip around my hand was tightened, his steps quick as he led the way out of the party. All my objections were nothing but useless as he didn’t stop until we were completely out of the house and by his car. “What has gotten into you?” I asked him the moment he finally freed me from his grip to open the car’s door. “What are you doing? Where are we going?” “Home,” he replied me, walking up to me again. “There’s nothing to do here anymore so let’s go home. I’ll drive you back.”He seemed angry but I was just as pissed. I had every reason to be. First he allowed Amber flirt with him as much as she wanted to and then almost picked a fight with Lucas over something so trivial. I shook my head, contemplating listening to him or not. I could add fuel to the already burning fire by telling him I wasn’t in the mood to go home yet or by asking him to
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SEVENTY-ONE: BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG.
BRITNEY ASTON I woke up the following morning with a frown on my face, serving as an extension of my mood from the previous night. On returning home from the party, Travis and I had parted ways to head to our different rooms without uttering even a single word to each other. It was late at night and to make it all easier to completely ignore each other, our parents weren’t in the living room by the time we arrived, the two of us acting like we didn’t exist to each other all the way to the following morning. Now, the following morning, felt more awkward than ever. It suddenly felt like it had been so long since Travis and I had an argument or disagreement of any sort, putting me in a dilemma on how to go about it. Was I supposed to pretend nothing had happened? Or was I supposed to continue ignoring him? I’d spent the entire night sorting out my thoughts and though I managed to come to a conclusion, it was barely enough to miraculously make things better between us. In my opin
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! SEVENTY-TWO: THE END AND THE BEGINNING.
TRAVIS LEWIS Driving Britney to school when I had absolutely no classes or intention of staying in school for the day was nothing new. It was something I did with no hidden motives or intention. But for that day, I had an extra motive for dropping her at school- I needed to see Amber. Within the past 24 hours, I’d gone through a series of emotion- lust, jealousy, anger, regret and more than anything, frustration. I was frustrated at Amber, Britney and especially, myself for bringing every single thing that happened upon myself. Britney getting angry and misunderstanding everything that happened was all my fault. I should have been firmer with Amber and stopped her every advances. But the fear of her finding out about Britney and I when Britney wasn’t ready for anyone to find out held me back and without even realizing it myself, only made things worse. Though it had been a while since I last visited, I still knew the route to her house like the back of my hand. The countless ti
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One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! EPILOGUE.
EPILOGUE “Britney, you’re going to be late for school!” Rosaline’s words pierced through the thin walls of the house, accompanied with Jack’s laughter as he scooped his breakfast into his plate, glancing at the empty seats that were supposed to be occupied by Travis and Britney. After a long summer break, it was finally time for Britney and Travis to return to school. The morning was unusually chaotic with Rosaline screaming at Britney over and over, travis parading the house in search of one thing or the other and the he and his wife, seated on the dining, impatiently waiting for their children to grace the table with their presence. A whole lot had changed during the last couple of weeks and jack dared to say, it was the best change that had ever happened in his life. “Hey, Rosaline,” Travis finally arrived, his eyebrows raised as he greeted rosaline in his familiar manner. “Dad. Good morning.” “Morning, sweetie,” Rosaline spoke up before anyone else could. “You’re here a
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN: DAD.
TRAVIS LEWIS I was skeptical, watching Britney leave with her mum. Especially after she announced my father’s wishes to talk to me privately. A part of me wanted to walk out of the living room but I had to quench it, reminding myself I’d promised to talk to him. I needed to have that conversation with him. For myself. For Britney. For all of us. With Brittney and her mum out of the living room, it suddenly felt more quiet than ever, neither my dad nor I making a sound. We simply remained in our position,allowing the silence stretch further between us until it got to a point I just couldn’t take it anymore. “You said you wanted to talk to me?” I had to break the silence. “About?” “A lot?” He looked up at me. “We both know we have a lot to talk about.” I shrugged in response and he took it as a cue to continue. “At least, take a seat would you. Your feet must hurt after sitting in the plane for so long.” “You knew where I was?” I stared at him suspiciously. “Is that a qu
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN: MUM.
BRITNEY ASTON Travis and I woke up the following morning and with a few kisses and more words of reassurances to each other, we checked out and began our ride to the airport. We didn’t say much during the drive to the airport but The silence wasn’t uncomfortable at the same time it- was heavy with the weight of everything unsaid, everything we had been through. I leaned into his shoulder, closing my eyes briefly as I let the hum of the city fade into the background. My thoughts kept circling back to what lay ahead—to the confrontation waiting for us in London, to the parents we had left behind, and to the uncertain future that now stretched before us. At the airport, the check-in process went by in a blur. Travis stayed close, his presence a great help as we navigated through the crowds and security checks. The boarding process was swift, and before I knew it, we were seated on the plane, the engines roaring to life as the city of New Jersey receded beneath us. The flight was l
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND TWELVE: BEFORE THE STORM.
BRITNEY ASTON “Do you really have to return already?” Jane sat cross-legged on the couch, pouting like a child, her lower lip jutting out as she whined dramatically. We had arrived at her place and immediately told her about our plans to leave for London the following day and she clearly wasn’t as thrilled. “I can’t believe you’re leaving me so soon!” she complained, her voice filled with a mix of playful annoyance and genuine sadness. “You just got here, Brit. Are you really going to run back to London already?” I chuckled softly, reaching out to give her hand a comforting squeeze. “I’m not running back,” I laughed, even though I knew it was a little bit of a lie. “Im just going back. You know the way things have been. The reason I came here in the first place. And now, things have changed and Travis and I need to figure out what’s next for us. I can’t keep hiding out here forever.” “I’m not asking you hide here forever!” She huffed. “I’m just saying you should at least s
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND ELEVEN: BEFORE THE SUNSHINE.
BRITNEY ASTON The morning sunlight filtered softly through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. I stirred, feeling the weight of Travis’s arm draped protectively over my waist, his steady breath tickling the nape of my neck. For a moment, I just laid there, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest against my back, savoring the peace that came with waking up beside him. It had been so long since I’d felt this way—safe, cherished, utterly content. My lips curled into a smile as I nestled deeper into his embrace, every fiber of my being grateful for the chance to feel his warmth again. It felt like a dream, one that I was terrified of waking up from, but the steady beat of his heart against my skin reminded me that this was real. He was real, and he was here with me. Memories of the previous night flooded my mind, and I found myself blushing at the vivid recollections. We had barely made it through the door before our lips had crashed together, mon
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND TEN: MORE THAN A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY STEPBROTHER.
BRITNEY ASTON The door to the hotel room was slammed shut, our fiery passion immediately ignited all over again. Our lips returned to each other’s like it had been more than an hour since they were last in contact. The kiss was deeper than ever, our passion and excitement over the roof. “I’ve missed you.” Our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us before we surged forward, lips crashing together again in a desperate, heated kiss. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as hie hands roamed my back, gripping the fabric of my shirt like he hadn’t skillfully gotten rid of it just an hour ago. The kiss was frantic, filled with the urgency of all the unsaid words, the unspent passion that had been building between us for far too long. We stumbled backward, our lips never parting, until I felt the edge of the bed pressing against my legs. With a quick motion, he lifted me off my feet and laid me down gently on the bed, his body immediately hovering ove
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND NINE: BACK TO YOU.
BRITNEY ASTON "Travis?" The word barely escaped my lips, a breathless whisper that seemed to echo in the stillness of the room. For a moment, time itself seemed to freeze. I stood there, rooted to the spot, staring at the figure before me as if he were a mirage, something conjured by my desperate, aching heart. My chest tightened, every beat of my heart pounding like a drum against my ribcage, trying to escape. It was him. It was really him. The Travis I had left behind, the Travis I had tried so hard to distance myself from, was now standing right in front of me. His expression mirrored mine, eyes wide with shock, as if he too couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He looked different, a little more worn, like he had been through his own personal storm, and yet, he was still the Travis I knew—the Travis I loved. "Britney," he breathed out, his voice hoarse, as if the very act of saying my name had stolen the breath from his lungs. “Brit.” My mouth opened, but the words refus
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND EIGHT: THE SEARCH II
TRAVIS LEWIS Thomas blinked at me, confusion written all over his face. His expression wavered- from that of hopelessness, confusion, worry and once again, hopelessness. He looked genuinely confused but I had to be even more confused. Why wasn't Britney at his place? She was definitely at new jersey, right? If that was the case then where in the world could she be? "Britney, isn't with you?" he broke into my thoughts to ask. "But Richard said" "I wanted to see you. Alone. Britney wasn't with me." "Oh," | watched his face fall as the realization hit him. "Oh. Oh, that's what happened." "Forgive my manners, do you want to come in?" he quickly added. "I was just really excited to meet you. That's why I um was waiting outside. But um, you can come in if you don't mind. You came from London, right? I could whip you a nice cup of tea real quick." Normally, I would have rejected his offer as the last thing I wanted and needed was a cup of tea. But he was Britney's father and if a cup
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! HUNDRED AND SEVEN: THE SEARCH I
TRAVIS LEWIS One minute, I was at Lucas’, trying to figure out where Britney could be and the other, I was hurriedly packing my bags after booking the most impromptu next flight to New Jersey. Lucas was right. All it took was a couple of deep breaths and calm thinking for me to figure out where she was going to be. Considering everything going on, it only made sense that she felt like the problem- she was probably blaming herself for being the reason her mum would be unable to have another normal family, blaming herself for being one of the major reasons I was never going to be on better terms with my dad, blaming her presence for being the reason things got so complicated. And with all of that, it only felt right for her to return to New Jersey, probably convinced things were going to miraculously get better that way. But they weren’t. Not like that. And especially not when I was on my way to New Jersey to find her. To hold her. And to never let her go. I arrived at the airpo
