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THIRTY-FIVE: BRIDGING DISTANCES
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One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-SIX: THE WEIGHT OF EMOTIONS.
BRITNEY ASTON I should have been getting used to silent awkward drives with Travis but for some reason, they still made uncomfortable. Our ride from the hospital back home was another silent one, the two of us still refusing to utter a single word to each other. It was a bit different this time though as I was confident our thoughts heavily contradicted each other’s. Repeating history, Travis only spoke up the moment he pulled over in front of the house. Without needing a single word, I reached for the door and stepped out, my steps quick as I walked towards the door. He was faster than me though, taking out the house keys from his pocket to open the door. With muttered thanks, I hung my head low and resumed walking, not stopping this time until I was in my room. A groan escaped my lips as I fell onto my bed, feeling exhaustion overwhelm me. Glancing at the wall clock, I noticed it was past 9 already, another groan immediately escaping my lips. This wasn’t how I planned my
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-SEVEN: THE EDGE OF CONTROL.
TRAVIS LEWIS “Britney wait- Fuck!” It happened in an instant, my fist immediately meeting the kitchen wall in an attempt to divert my sudden anger and frustration. But it was of no use, my anger intensifying the moment I realized I was number to whatever scale of pain my fist against the wall had to offer. I watched her leave the room and then heard her slam the door as he left the house in general, helplessness immediately gripping me. All of a sudden I felt lost, confused and more than anything, angry at myself. Just what did I do to myself again? Cursing under my breath, I walked into the kitchen and lifted the pan of pasta away from the stove, immediately tossing it into the sink. I wasn’t hungry at all and the only reason I was willing to actually eat had left the house, taking my appetite with her. Trying to figure out where it all went wrong, I slipped into the chair and ran my hands through my hair. I spent the past two days in nothing but torture, wondering just what
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-EIGHT: DRUNKEN MISTAKES
BRITNEY ASTON I ran faster than my legs could carry me, having no particular destination in mind. I just wanted to be away from home. Away from Travis. Away from my feelings for him. “No, no, no,” I shook my head as I ran, feeling tears well up my eyes. “I can’t like him. I shouldn’t like him. I just can’t.”I could come up with a million reasons Travis and I were an impossible pair. But at the same, my heart had clearly refused to acknowledge all those facts and reasons, simply acting the way it pleased. After running for so long, my knees felt weak and my legs began to ache, living me with no choice but to stop running. I looked back, realizing I’d gone so far from home I had no idea where I actually was. With a sigh, I raised my head, immediately realizing I was in front of a bar. Laughing at the wicked coincidence , I didn’t hesitate for even a second, immediately walking straight into the bar. Luckily for me, I had a bit of cash with me. It wasn’t much but enough for me t
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-NINE: A KISS? A DREAM?
TRAVIS LEWIS My heart was pounding in my chest as I drove, my eyes focused on the window more than anything. I kept on peeking and looking around me in hopes of spotting Britney anywhere around. But it was harder than I thought as she was just nowhere to be found. At least, on the streets. From Lucas’ call, I could tell she was in an enclosed space. Giving Lucas the tiniest benefit of doubt, I refused to believe he could have taken her home with him. She probably went somewhere- anywhere to be alone and he most likely joined her there. “Right,” I bit my lip, trying to add things together. She couldn’t have gone far on her feet and If she truly went to somewhere she could be alone and distracted then my best bet was, “the fucking bar downtown.” Immediately grabbing my gear, I reversed and began my ride back to the bar. It wasn’t really far from where I was but that didn’t bring any comfort to me, especially since I knew the type of people that went to that bar. She must have jus
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! FOURTY: ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY STEPBROTHER
BRITNEY ASTON Ever since Lucas suddenly showed up at the club, woke me up from my sudden passing out and watched me pass out all over again, I knew I was drunk. I wasn’t asleep but I was in something that felt similar. I was unconscious yet conscious. But at the same time, I wasn’t in the right state of mind so everything around me just felt surreal and foggy. Then I passed out again. And woke up suddenly in my bed with Travis next to me. Then I felt drunk all over again. But the moment Travis kissed me, I felt every last effect the alcohol could have on me vanish into thin air, my present reality hitting me, hard. Travis was kissing me. Travis had his lips pressed against mine. For the first few seconds, I was frozen, not even an inch of my body able to move. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t act. I was just there, trying and failing to process the emotions that suddenly flooded my body. Travis was kissing me. Even if I wanted to deny it, my body was going t
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! FOURTY-ONE: BEAUTIFUL MISTAKES
BRITNEY ASTON I woke up to strong arms wrapped around my waist, immediately serving as a dreadful reminder of how the previous night went. The memories came slowly in bits and all of a sudden, assaulted me all at once, shivers immediately gushing down my spine. I had sex with Travis. I had sex with my stepbrother, again. My toes curled as I pressed my head against the bed, realizing my head was actually not resting against the bed but his chest. Feeling fresh shivers go down my spine again, I shut my eyes and stylishly moved my body, realizing I was completely naked. “Oh, God.” I wanted to scream but I couldn’t. I was internally freaking out but I had to stay calm. After all, it was what I wanted and brought open myself. Shutting my eyes even tighter, i remembered all of the things I said yesterday. God, the effect of alcohol. Never had I imagined, not even in a million years, I was going to come clean about my feelings for Travis that way. It felt good though. The sex
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! FOURTY-TWO: YOU
BRITNEY ASTON The moment Travis walked out of my room, I walked straight into the bathroom to take a shower. It was a long bath, the cold water trickling down my skin alongside my tears. I crouched on the floor in the bathroom, my head hung low as I just wished the gushing water could wash away my pain. I expected it to hurt but not that much. I could feel the pain in my chest- the hurt from the disappointment i felt towards my self, the anger I felt towards Travis for disrespecting my feelings and the frustration I felt towards my mum for forcing me to move all the way to London and unknowingly being the cause of all my problems. After what felt an eternity in the bathroom, I was almost freezing, finally getting up to return to my room. Looking at the room with memories of Travis and I lurking everywhere, I sighed and began to pick my clothes from the floor, tossing them all into the dirty clothes basket like they were actual dirt. Next, I took the bedsheets off the bed and thre
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! FOURTY-THREE: GOODBYE, STEPBROTHER.
BRITNEY ASTON I should have pushed Lucas away immediately. I shouldn’t have allowed him kiss me. I should have ended it as quickly as possible and then apologized to him for misunderstanding him. I should have then told him I couldn’t reciprocate his feelings cause I didn’t feel the same way as he did. But instead, I remained frozen in my spot and allowed him kiss me and after a couple of seconds, kissed him back. Maybe it was because Travis’s face suddenly flashed in front of my eyes as he kissed me. And suddenly, all I wanted to do was get back at him and have him realize I could be with someone else. Especially, someone he disliked. But whatever the reason was, i didn’t pull away until Lucas did himself, immediately taking my hands in his. “Wow,” he smiled at me, gently squeezing my hands. “That was- amazing. I didn’t think you’d- you know.” I pressed my lips together, slowly nodding in response. I couldn’t believe myself either. “So,” he was still blushing as he spoke up
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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
