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One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-TWO: VOLUNTARY EMOTIONS.
BRITNEY ASTON Elle and I got to the pick up station in less than thirty minutes of driving from my place. We got our registrations confirmed, got our tickets numbers, our name tags and in after a busy shuffle of all the volunteers, we were all ushered into the bus, the ride beginning immediately. The drive to Hampshire took about 2 hours and every minute was spent with Elle and I talking about the most random things. Judging from how I left the house, I expected myself to be in a terrible mood through the ride but it turned out to be the complete opposite, Elle magically having the perfect words everytime she opened her mouth. We didn’t run out of words to say and at the same time, didn’t run out of snacks to munch on. Courtesy of the fridge at home, I had endless junk in my bag- definitely more than enough for a four day trip. By the time we got to the camp site, we got down from the bus, every single person onboard tired. It was in a good way though, the buzzing excitement
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-THREE: TEMPTING DISTRACTIONS.
BRITNEY ASTON Lucas: You up? Britney: Hi Britney: Yes, I am. Lucas: How are you? Lucas: Didn’t see you at school today so i was a bit worried. Lucas: Especially cause I haven’t seen you after the party… Lucas: Are you okay? Britney: Oh, yes I am. Britney: I’m fine. I went on this volunteering camp so you won’t be seeing me at school until next week. Lucas: Volunteering camp? The one at Hampshire? Britney: Yeah… Britney: You know about it? Lucas: Yup. A couple of friends talked about going. I was contemplating on going myself but eventually changed my mind. Lucas: If I knew you were going, I wouldn’t have changed my mind. Lucas: Sorry, did I make things weird? I just meant, i felt it would have been more fun with you around. Britney: Nah, you didn’t make things weird. Britney: I understand you. Me going was pretty much a last minute decision. I only told my mum the morning before I left. Lucas: LOL Lucas: How’s it going then? Fun? Fine? Just alrig
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-FOUR: RAINSTORMS.
BRITNEY ASTON It took a whole lot for my phone not to slip out of my hand, color immediately draining from my face as I read Travis’ message.I didn’t need to look at myself in the mirror to know I’d suddenly become pale. I felt pale, my hands were almost shaking and I felt like I was suddenly punched in the gut. Hard. My mum? In the hospital? For the nineteen years I’ve known my mum, she had almost never fallen so sick she had to be taken to the hospital. Even before she began traveling, the most serious illness I’d seen her down with was cold and it barely lasted as she was too much of an active person to allow any illness weigh her down. Quickly fumbling with my phone, I unlocked it and replied Travis, deleting my message all over again due to the amount of typos I made. Britney: What happened to her?? Britney: Is she okay??? Britney: Since when?? “Hey, Britney, are you okay?” I felt Elle’s arm around my shoulder, having me realize I was almost shaking. “What happened? Who
One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother! THIRTY-FIVE: BRIDGING DISTANCES
BRITNEY ASTON There was silence between Travis and I as we sat in his car, the two of us clearly having different things on our minds. I looked out of the window, my eyes following the rain as it trickled down the glass. It wasn’t as heavy as I thought but it was enough to get anyone uncomfortably wet from just staying in it for a couple of minutes. With a sigh, I wondered what was going on with the rest of the people at the camp. Luckily, our tents were thick so I doubted the rain having any effect on them and since it wasn’t really a heavy one, i presumed it was going to be over in no time. In that case, did that mean Travis and I would begin our ride to the hospital the second the rain subsided? Or was he really going to spend the night here? I doubted there being any spare tents meaning he was going to have to sleep in his car. The mere thought made me uncomfortable though, considering the fact that I was the reason he came here. And now, the reason he was most likely go
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
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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
