The summer that Allison Hart graduates from high school, she has one thing on her mind- to lose her virginity before she goes away to college in the fall. The only problem is she doesn’t want a random one night stand with a stranger. So when her stepbrother James Carter comes home for the summer, it seems like her problem finally has a solution. At first James is apprehensive about the entire thing, but then gives in to Allison’s request. They both swear that it will be just a weekend of sex and fun, but then the weekend turns into an entire summer of sneaky sex. As the summer comes to a close and both prepare to go off to college, both realize that they have fallen in love with each other. Neither of them are brave enough to tell the other, so they go off to college, both confused about their situation. When they finally reunite for Christmas, James confesses his feelings for Ali and asks her to run away and travel the world with him. She accepts and once school ends for the summer, they run off to start their adventure.
View MoreOne Year Later“Ali!” Annie yells as she walks into my house, her arms loaded down with brightly wrapped packages. Georgie follows close behind, even more packages in his arms. “Annie,” I greet warmly as I go and take the packages from her. “Jesus,” I grunt as the weight of them settles in my arms. “What do you have in here?” Annie laughs, “you’ll see. Just promise you won’t be mad.” Setting them in the gift table I give her a suspicious look, “and why exactly would I be mad at my son’s godmother?” “Well, I may have bought him a few things that aren’t technically suitable for a one year old,” she admits sheepishly. “That’s why these are from me,” Georgie says as he puts his packages on the table. “Someone had to buy gifts the little man could actually play with.” Annie claps her hands, “speaking of! Where is my godson?” “He’s out back with..” I don’t even get to finish before she’s racing out the back door, my sons name being shouted so loudly it echos through the house. Even
“Drive faster!” James yells at my dad who is already speeding and swerving through traffic. “Why couldn’t we have just called an ambulance?” Mary asks, hanging onto the panic bar for dear life. “In this economy?” James and I both answer. I groan as another contraction hits me, squeezing James’s hand so hard I’m sure I’ll break it. He doesn’t complain, even though I’m sure it hurts. It seems to take an eternity to reach the hospital but we only live twenty minutes away and with my dad speeding, we made it in ten. Dad screeches to a halt at the ambulance doors, honking his horn rapidly as Mary jumps out of the truck and runs inside, coming back out with a nurse and a wheelchair. James lifts me from the truck, setting me into the wheelchair and rushing me inside, nearly leaving the nurse behind. She follows us, a mixture of confusion and amusement on her face. “First time?” She asks when we finally stop at the front desk. “We need Dr Jones!” James all but yells at
The next few weeks are full of shopping, painting and furniture building. Mary and dad are truly a godsend. Mary knows everything there is to know about babies and what they need, while dad can build a crib in twenty minutes flat. Before I know it, our house is full of everything we need, and a week before I’m due, our house looks like a home. Especially since Mary insisted that we needed to have a baby shower. So, here I was, just days away from giving birth, sitting in my living room surrounded by paper storks, gifts and people. Most of whom were my parents friends since I didn’t keep in contact with anyone from my school days. I did invite Annie and Georgie but when I called them, it went straight to voicemail, Annie’s chipper voice saying that they were off the grid for the foreseeable future. They must have been checking their messages though, because a small package showed up at the house, postage from Zimbabwe and Annie’s handwriting on the label. While I wouldn’t t
The next day, dad and Mary come by the house. The boys immediately say something about power tools and building furniture before disappearing, leaving Mary and I in the kitchen. “So, what are we doing with the nursery?” Mary asks, sitting down her large bag and pulling out containers of leftover food. “Do you know what you’re having yet? Also, we should do a baby shower in a few weeks.” She glances up at me, “hungry? I can make you a plate.” I sigh, “honestly, just give me that bowl of coleslaw and a fork.” Mary laughs, “I was the same way with James. Couldn’t get enough of the stuff.” She pops the lid off the bowl and grabs a fork, sticking it in the bowl and sliding it over to me. “Nursery?” She asks again. “There’s a room next to ours that’s connected by a bathroom that we were thinking about using as the nursery,” I tell her as I take a large bite. “But I’m not sure if I want to do a theme or just paint it.” Mary nods, “we can make a trip to the baby store and look a
By the time we made it home and unloaded all our things, several hours had passed since the incident with Samantha. And even though nobody had called us and we hadn’t seen anyone else we knew, I couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone in town already knew about James and I. Rationally I knew that everyone would find out about us eventually. It wasn’t like James and I were keeping our relationship a secret anymore, but I did hope we would have more time before the entire town found out about us. And maybe I could have handled it better if I wasn’t pregnant, but I was, and somehow that made the thought of facing the town much harder. The ride from our home to our parents house is a silent few blocks as I stare out the window, my mind running wild with all the things that people are probably saying about us. James holds my hand the entire way, his thumb running over my knuckles soothingly and I’m so lost in my mind that I don’t notice we’ve arrived until James lets go of my hand.
The next morning James and I are at the mall as soon as they open. More specifically, at the home goods store that takes up two levels of the mall. Equipped with two different lists and carts, James is in charge of getting the large appliances and I’m off to find kitchen and bedroom essentials. Since it was so early in the morning, I wasn’t expecting anyone to recognize me. But as I was comparing bedsheets, a voice behind me asks, “Alison?” Turning, I force a smile, “Samantha.” Her eyes flick down to my stomach and back to my face, “look at you girlfriend! How long has it been?” “Since graduation,” I tell her while praying she’d go away. Samantha was the type of girl who’d be friendly to your face and then gossip about you behind your back. “I see that congratulations are in order,” she gushes. “I have to say, the girls and I were surprised when we heard that you dropped out of college to travel the world. Honestly, we didn’t think you’d ever leave this town. But, look at
Two weeks later James and I are sitting on the plush carpet of our new living room, sunlight streaming in through the large windows. The keys to the house sit between us as we both sit there, still in shock that we’d actually gotten the house below market value and so quickly. Finally, James just asks, “how?” Shaking my head I answer, “I have no idea.” And I truly didn’t. One second we were in Iceland and the next we were in the realtors office in our hometown being handed the keys to our own home. Everything in between was a blur, and normally I’d find that concerning, but right now I think I was still in shock. Shock that was quickly giving away to the reality of the situation. “Oh my god,” I groan as I turn to James. “We bought a house!” He gives me a puzzled look, “yeah. Isn’t that what you wanted?” “Yeah!” I exclaim. “But now we have to be adults and pay bills. We have to get the utilities turned on, but furniture, decorate, paint, put together a nursery, get a car,
The next morning we are once more in the doctors office. We’d been here so much over the last month that I could tell you how many ceiling tiles were in this room without looking. The answer is fifty-four. And since we’d been here so much, we knew all the nurses by name and they didn’t even bother to show us to our room. Yes, our room. We were always brought to the same exam room so it’s gotten to the point when they’d call our name, they’d just tell us to go to our room. So here we were, both sitting on the weird chair that was covered in white paper, waiting for Nurse Franklin. We’d opted to have her give us the results instead of the doctor since we’ve been seeing her more often than him. When she walks in the room, she takes one look at us and says, “I was going to start with the pleasantries but judging by the looks on your faces, we should just get to it.” “Yes please,” James says as he takes my hand. Nurse Franklin sits down and smiles, “I’m pleased to tell yo
“Babe, you’re missing it!” James teases excitedly as a woman on the tv screams. “It’s like the Aliens but it’s a baby!” Peaking through my fingers, I was just in time to see a bloody baby rip it’s way from its mother. How he had convinced me to watch the Species series I’d never know. I’d made it through the first one just fine, but the second was starting to get to me. “Why did you think this was a good movie for me to watch?” I ask as I try not to gag. Even though I know it’s fake blood, the sight of it still makes me nauseous. James glanced over at me and frowns slightly, “honestly I forgot that this one was mainly killer babies.” He grabs the remote and turns the movie off before kissing my head, “I’m sorry, princess. I didn’t mean to make you sick.” “I’m not sick,” I start to argue, but the churning in my stomach only got worse and in a flash I’m off the couch and running to the bathroom. I barely make it before I’m heaving my guts up. I don’t notice when James enters the b
"I need a favor." My stepbrother James doesn't look up from his game as he grunts, "what?" "I need you to have sex with me," I rush out. There's a palpable silence as James slowly puts his game controller down and turns to me, "you want me to what?" He asks, dumbfounded. Taking a breath I repeat myself, "I want you to take my virginity." His mouth opens and closes a few times before he finally gets out, "but- I'm your brother!" "Stepbrother," I remind him. "No blood relation and it's not like we are exactly close so it won't mess up what little relationship we have. And besides, isn't this like every boy's fantasy? To fuck their stepsister?" "Well yeah but.. it's not like we ever expect it to happen," he says softly. "Well now you have the chance," I tell him, desperately trying to convince him. "And this weekend is perfect, we'll have the house to ourselves until Sunday." He runs a hand through his dark shaggy hair, "why me? Why now?" "Well, as you know I'm going to ...
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