Sleeping With My Stepbrother

Chapter 20: Twenty

"Hey" Justin said in his groggy morning voice as he stirred up

"Morning" I said as I gave him a quick peck on the lips before getting up and putting on my clothes

"Oh. You're going home already?" He asked, half awake half sitting up

"Yeah. Mom texted me. Said it was important" I answered as I wiggled myself through my dress

"Oh okay. I'll just change" he began before he started to get up, but I stopped him midway.

"It's fine. I booked a cab. Just sleep, ok? I'll text you when I get home" I told him before giving him a

quick kiss on the lips and headed out the door as fast as I could.

A couple of minutes later, I arrived at home, and it was awfully quiet. Mom and Dave's car were

nowhere to be found. Luke's however, was parked on the driveway so I'm assuming he was asleep.

Scratch that. I was hoping he was asleep.

Because right now, the last person I wanted to see was him.

I slowly crept my way upstairs, quietly passing by his room, hoping that I wouldn't wake him up.

But of course, the universe was messing with me as of the moment. Because as soon as I was opening

my door, he got out of his room shirtless

"Hey" he said after yawning, which froze me halfway from opening my room.

"Um, hey. Goodmorning" I said, giving him a quick glance before realizing that it was already 5pm, and

fully opening my room to go inside.

Before I could close my door, however, he began barging in, and my heart was beating faster than

ever. Shit.

"How was last night?" He asked as he leaned on my doorframe, and I kept myself busy by looking for

house clothes, and just running around my room just so I could avoid looking at him

"It was good" I simply said "Mom and Dave out?"

"I think so" he answered before I entered my bathroom and changed my clothes, hoping that he was

gone by then.

After changing, I slowly unlocked my door and slowly opened my door to see if he was still standing by

my door frame.

Thinking that he was already out of my room, I sighed in relief and got out of my bathroom.

Turns out, the idiot was lying down my bed.

"Dude. Get out of my bed. I'm still a bit hungover and I need some sleep" I told him

"Then sleep. It's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before or anything" he answered before

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"It's different now. Come on man" I said before grabbing a pillow and hitting him with it a couple of

times. He then grabbed the pillow and pulled it, with me falling on my bed along with the pillow.

And in this position, it was as if I just fell on top of Luke.

There was at least 3 seconds of us staring at each other, before I cleared my throat and just laid beside

him. Great, just great.

"Come on. I need to talk to you" he said as he laid on his side and faced me.

"This better be good because I have no good excuse if anyone ever sees me in bed with my

stepbrother" I told him before he let out a small laugh, then another few seconds of dead silence.

"Are you happy with Justin?" He asked, making me turn to him so fast if you blinked you would've

missed it.

"What are you talking about? Of course I am" I said, completely sure that what I just said wasn't true,

but it rolled off my tongue naturally I couldn't stop it.

He then nodded then looked down, and we stayed silent for another couple of seconds.

"You remember the England thing?" He asked, which got my full attention.

"Yeah, why? What about it?" I asked as I scooted closer to him. Luke bit his lip, before looking at me.

"I'm leaving in a few weeks, Kyls" he said, and I was instantly lost for words.

"Wha— for real?" I finally said after a couple of seconds. Luke just looked at me before nodding. "You

didn't bother negotioating with Dave?"

"Trust me, I did" he answered "The funny part about it was that I just got an acceptance letter from one

of the colleges I applied to across the state when I was told that me moving to England was final" he

added before letting out a sad laugh.

"Luke..." I began. He looked up at me again, before pulling me into a tight hug.

"God, I'm gonna miss you so much" he said before resting his face on the nook of my neck. "I know our

relationship has been really weird from the beginning, but I'm really gonna miss you. The whole you"

I hugged him back, which made him hug me even tighter that I had to stop myself from completely

tearing up.

As soon as he let go, he rested his forehead on mine. And my heart began beating faster than ever.

I wanted to pull him and just kiss him. Like how I wanted to do since I started catching feelings for him.

But instead, he kissed my forehead and lingered it before composing himself.

"Get some sleep" he finally said before getting out of my bed and leaving my room. And I just watched

him. Instantly regretting that I said I was happy with Justin.

I laid dumbfounded on my bed for maybe a minute or so as I stared at the closed door, before my

phone rang, snapping me out of my senses.

"Hello?" I answered breathless. All my energy has just been drained but I needed to make Justin think

that I was fucking fine. What the hell is wrong with me???

"Hey. You home yet? You never texted" he asked

"Oh.. yeah. I just got home, actually. Lots of traffic" I answered

"Oh. Well, get some rest ok? Maybe I'll drop by later and bring you something for your hangover" he

said, which would've made me gush, but it didn't. It just made me feel even more guilty than ever.

"It's fine. You get some rest too. I'll call you as soon as I wake up, ok?"

"Ok. I love you" Justin said, completely stopping me. My throat began to dry, and tears began welling

up my eyes.

"I love you, too" I answered before ending the call.

And long story short, I didn't feel like sleeping anymore.

Rather, I brawled my eyes out like a fucking idiot, until eventually I fell asleep.

By 11pm, I woke up feeling a bit hungry and a bit better, hangover wise anyways.

I dragged myself out of my room and onto the kitchen.

The hallway light was on so I'm assuming that mom and Dave were still somewhat awake.

I grabbed the left over pasta and munched in silence, not daring to make a sound.

Luke's car was parked outside so that means that he's in his room.

As soon as I was done eating, I lazily dragged myself upstairs again.

As I passed by Luke's room, it felt like some force was pulling me.

It took me a few seconds just standing in front of his door, before deciding to knock.

"Um, just a sec" I heard him say before I heard shuffling and his door opened.

"Hey" he said upon seeing me

"Can I come in?" I asked

"Uh... sure" he said before moving to let me in "What's up?"

"Can I sleep here tonight?" I asked as I sat down at the edge of his bed, completely taking him by

surprise

"Uh...ok? Is something wrong?" He asked as he sat down beside me. Yeah. A lot.

"Nope. I just couldn't sleep" I answered before making myself comfortable on his bed, to which he laid

down beside me and pulled me in a hug, and we laid there in silence.

"You'll still visit Dave, right?" I asked

"Uh..." he began before scratching the back of his neck "I'm not sure. But I'll definitely try. I mean, I'm

gonna miss you. You're like my little sis" he added, making my face scrunch up

"God, you made it sound like we're in a family strokes porn" I said, making him laugh

"Damn, girl. I didn't know you watch porn" he joked before earning a punch from me

"Come on man. It's not like there's a rule that says only guys are allowed to watch porn" I answered

"So tell me, Kylie" he said before propping his elbow on his pillow, and his face on his hand "When do

you usually watch porn?"

"When I'm on my period" I answered sheepishly, making Luke disgusted, thus killing the sexual tension

that almost formed

"Oh god. You nasty!"

"It helps me with my cramps. It's simple science, you idiot" I said before grabbing a pillow and hitting

him with it a couple of times, and him looking unsure as to what he should do with that information.

"Never really slept with anyone on their period, but someone told me that's also an amazing way to

help with cramps" he added

"Well yeah. Also, it's extra wet, although nasty, but there's that advantage" I say, before our laughter

slowly fades.

"It's not like you dry up anyways" he muttered under his breath, making my eyes widen

"Dude!" I said, completely shocked. I can't believe this guy is still making sex digs at me.

"What??? That's a fact, ok" he said "You always get super wet, and it makes it easier to slide in. Plus I

love it when women get super wet for me"

I stared at him in disbelief. How dare this idiot still have the audacity to talk to me about sex?!

"This is why you don't call me "little sis" I tell him.

I was expecting him to give me a snarky remark or something. But instead, he just smiled and stared at

me, completely making me feel conscious.

"We should never have been anywhere near that relationship to begin with just so I could do this all

over again" he said, and before I could ask him what he meant, his lips crashed onto mine and my

chest just exploded.

He pulled me by my waist and I pulled him closer to me even more.

With every movement of his mouth, I was beginning to feel a lot more sure about my feelings for him.

And in that moment, I completely forgot that this predicament we were in was so wrong in so many

levels.