STEPBROTHER (R-18) novel Chapter 12

Scarletts P.O.V

In the evening, you arrive at Bri's and both of you begin getting ready for Jenny's party.

You shuffle through your duffle bag and pull out your tight, ripped black jeans, your long black boots and your tight red crop top. Bri gasps and runs over to the clothes you've laid out on her bed.

"Damn girl, you're gonna look sexy tonight - Oliver wishes he could get with you"

Bri scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest and casting you a look. You firm your lips, closing your eyes briefly to hide the excitement fro your expression.

I'm supposed to be forgetting about that asshole... just leaving it alone for the night to enjoy myself. So why am I excited at the thought of dressing up for him? No, no, no, no.

You shakes your head, and divert your attention elsewhere.

"Please god, can we just not talk about him. He's a fucking pain in my ass"

Bri tosses her head backwards, cackling loudly, before moving towards her dresser to sit and begin doing her makeup.

"Mmm, a sexy pain in your ass"

You shoot her an agitated look, and sigh, reaching for your bag to pull out your makeup and earrings.

"You're just as relentless as him"

"What can I say, I love pissing you off"

That makes two of you. What is her fascination with him?

"God, I'm sure once summer is over, he'll be out of my sight and I'll be off to college, so I wont have to worry about any of this crap"

Bri angles her face mirror so she can see you, as she puts on foundation she quirks her brow accusingly at you.

"Why wont you admit that you like him?"

You drop your clothes back on her bed, and twist to face her fully.

"Because... he thinks he can get every girl he wants, and if I'm stupid enough to fall for that shit, then god, lock my ass up"

"Sex doesn't always have to be so formal, Scar. I mean, you can just enjoy yourself and not have obligations"

Oh, yeah. That's her fricken motto. I love her but she needs to be safer.

"Sure, Bri. When should I schedule him in to fuck? When my mom's in the shower? When his dad's cooking dinner in the kitchen? I mean, come on"

"When there's a will there's a way"

You groan and turn back around. You swipe your clothes off the bed and head to the bathroom off her bedroom, not before you hear Bri mumbling.

"We're gonna get some drinks into you and loosen you up a bit"

Once you're in the bathroom, you set your clothes on the toilet seat and take a deep breath.

I'm not sure I want to go if I'm going to get interrogated by her all night. All I want is for her to let it go. Oliver will never be anything more than the son of the guy my mom's dating.

You examine your appearance in the mirror, pushing back your autumn coloured locks to get a better look at your freckled skin. You run your hands over your face and being stripping your clothes off. Your still wet from your encounter with Oliver earlier. Your yoga pants are a reminder of the intimacy that took place in his room.

I'll admit one thing, he is incredibly enticing.

After your clothes and boots are on, you pull your hair out of its ponytail and fluff it by running your fingers through it. When you go back into Briana's bedroom, she turns to you, one eye with makeup done. She holds the brush up high and waves it dramatically as she speaks to you.

"What are you going to do if he shows up?"

"I'm going to slap you for letting him know what the hell we were doing tonight... you shouldn't have told him."

"I'm sorry but he seemed genuinely interested. Besides, you know me. I'm all about a good time"

"You're fucking telling me"

"Hey! Don't act like you don't have fun when you're with me"

So as long as I'm not babysitting your ass.

Your phone vibrates ion your bag, and you move quickly to grab it, searching the screen and frowning when his name pops up.

Oliver: see you tonight

He's bluffing. He wouldn't come. Would he? I shouldn't even reply. I should leave that ass on read.

Taking a deep breath, you text a quick reply

Scarlett: no you won't.

Oliver: yes... I will

"Who the hell is that?"