All Chapters of One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BRITNEY ASTON Lucas: At school already? Travis: Are you in class already? I stared at the two messages on my screen, wondering what wicked coincidence I was suddenly dealing with. For Travis, though it was unusual, his reason for wanting to know if I had gotten to class was a bit understandable. He had dropped me off and just wanted to know if I’d gotten to my destination safely. Lucas on the other hand was unprovoked. We didn’t have any previous encounters that was supposed to lead to him being curious about my whereabouts. But regardless, I replied both their texts. Britney: Yup Britney: Yeah. Clicking my tongue, I stared at my phone, wondering whose chat floating bubbles were going to appear from first. Coincidentally, the bubbles appeared from both their contacts immediately, their replies coming in almost simultaneously. Travis: ok cool. My classes end by 4pm so don’t forget to text me the second your classes are over so we can head home together. Lucas: Would you be

TRAVIS LEWIS Sleeping in on weekends weren’t exactly my thing and at the same time, waking up particularly early weren’t it either. But here I was, waking up unusually early on a Saturday, all because of my plans with Britney. It made sense to call it a date though it technically wasn’t. We were just going to be spending a couple of hours together shopping. In a nonromantic manner. I simply needed an extra hand and she was willing to offer an extra hand. So though it made sense to pass on as a date, it wasn’t. We were scheduled to meet up downstairs by 10am and I was up by 8am. With more than enough time to get myself fully prepared, I was done by 9am, left with no choice but to spend the remaining hour doing nothing in particular. The second it was 9:45am, I stepped out of my room and headed downstairs walking straight to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I took out a good amount of snacks I believed would be able to keep our company throughout our ride to the store and back. Fi

BRITNEY ASTON Staring at my reflection in the mirror, a contented sigh escaped my lips. I was dressed in a red gown hugging my body, showing off my curves and reminding me why red was my favourite color. I had to admit, it did justice to my skin tone and combined with the light make up I had on, made me look pretty okay. With a nod, I hoped I wasn’t over flattering myself, desperately hoping I looked okay in Travis’ eyes too. I had to. I just had to. Shifting my gaze from the mirror, I glanced at the wall clock noticing it was already past 7pm. Travis and I were supposed to leave by 7 and after suggesting I went to the party with him, the last thing i wanted was for him to be late all because of me. Giving my reflection in the mirror a final quick glance, I grabbed my purse and my phone and dashed out of my room. Hitting the stairs immediately, I ran downstairs, spotting him the second I hit the ground floor. “Oh, there you are.” “Travis,” I breathed out as he turned around to

TRAVIS LEWIS “I dare you to kiss Britney.” My jaw clenched in an instant, every single bone in my body stiffening as Amber uttered her dare to Lucas so carelessly. The tension that suddenly filled the air was undeniable to everyone seated, every single person knowing the gravity of what was to come. For Amber, it was probably another of her jokes. One targeted at erupting emotions from every one of us. And if that was her goal, she succeeded at it perfectly. “Now this seems exciting.” “Come on, it’s just a kiss.” I glared at Justin as he made his comment, watching him immediately press his lips against each other. It was just a kiss? Just a kiss with Lucas? “Are you going to do it or-“ I looked at Lucas, watching him shift in his seat. With an arched brow, I watched him turn towards Britney, his palms suddenly fidgety on his thigh. Just what the fuck was he thinking? Britney on the other hand, remained glued in her seat, her eyes on the cups on the table. I could tell how

BRITNEY ASTON I woke up with a terrible headache, my memory foggy but at the same time clear enough to remind me of exactly how the previous night went. Shrugging the urge to do nothing but stay in bed away, I got up and dragged myself into the bathroom to take a shower. Stripping off the clothes from the night before, I caught the sight of Travis’ jacket by one corner of my room, begging me to pay attention to it and probably pick it from the ground. Again, ignoring that urge, I took my shower, returned to my room and opened my closet to get dressed. Going with a dark jeans and even darker colored shirt totally mirroring my state of mind, I grabbed my backpack, my almost dead phone and headed out of the room. It was a bit earlier than usual but that was exactly my plan- to leave the house before anyone woke up. Anyone, especially Travis. I didn’t want to see him and definitely didn’t want him offering to drive me to school. I didn’t even want to have to reject his offer, leavin