I let out a sarcastic snort. “You're not making me feel better.”
“Sorry. Well, let me get you home to New York. We can count that as payback for mistreating you that day.”
I thought about it. “A plane ticket is a lot more expensive than a car ride home,” I pointed out, still feeling like I was going to start sobbing at any moment.
“Shut up. Just think of it as payment with interest.”
There that word was again. Interest. The only terms that James could understand were business terms. I broke the hug and looked up at him, just managing to nod.
“And part of that trip home includes covering any incidentals, so please...” He turned around and picked up the scattered bills, smoothed them out, and handed them back to me. “Take this money and use it to get home. Enjoy whatever's left.”
I was too emotional to argue, so I held out my hand and accepted the money, nodding again.
“That's good. Now get showered off and dressed. I'm leaving here in fifteen minutes.”
***
Fifteen minutes didn't leave a lot of time for thinking in the shower. I was in shock as I let the water run over me. I let soap run all over my body, I thought of how silly I had been to make any plans to begin with. Society wouldn't care that we weren't blood related, all they would see is a brother and sister raising a family together. It wasn't fair, but it was the way the world worked.
The only time I started crying again was when I rubbed the soap over my belly.
What had I been thinking? How could I have ever wanted something as twisted as this? The little voice in my head chastised me for being so stupid, yet I still loved the idea of James' baby in me.
I got out of the shower and got dressed as quickly as possible. My sweater smelled of my sweat, and my panties were soaked with James' semen. I'd have to throw them away when I got home.
When I left the bedroom, James was already dressed in his suit. Without a word, he grabbed his briefcase and went to the door, holding it open for me so we could leave. I took one last look at the apartment, knowing that I'd never see it again.
We got in the limo and James immediately put up the partition between the driver's seat and the passenger area. He tensed up. “Allie, I know that you're mad right now. I don't want to have to ask you to sign a non-disclosure agreement, but-”
I knew exactly what he was going to say, so I cut him off. “I'm not going to tell anyone, James.”
“Not your roommate. Not Tessa. Not our parents.”
“I won't tell a soul,” I said. It was the truth. I would be too embarrassed to tell people that I slept with my stepbrother.
He relaxed. “Good.” For a while, we rode in silence. Then, he spoke up again. “Allie, promise me something?”
I shrugged.
He sighed. “Promise me that you won't end up with someone like me. Find and marry a nice guy. Someone who has time for a family. Someone who will treat you right.”
It was an uncharacteristic moment of honesty from him. “What about you? Who will you end up with?”
He smiled. “I like the bachelor life just fine.” He looked out the window. “But I can't really see myself ever getting married to someone who didn't remind me of you.”
I saw his sadness, but I said nothing. He looked out the window for the rest of the trip to the airport. When we got to the terminal, he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. “I'll see you at Christmas, Allie. Call or email me if you ever find yourself in trouble.”
I let him hug me, feeling his warm embrace for the last time. “Thanks, but I don't think I'll need your help.”
He sighed again, then released me from the hug. I got out of the limo and walked right into the terminal without looking back.
Chapter Eight
And that was that. I got on the plane, flew back, and took a taxi back to my campus. I managed to make it back just in time to change my clothes and go to my last class. The last thing I needed was to get additional absences for this time off.
When I got back to my dorm room, I just laid on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. My hands automatically rested on my belly, and I couldn't help but think about James' seed, probably already claiming my egg, claiming my body. I wanted it, yet it was possibly the most terrifying thing I could think of. It would bond James and me together forever.
Nicole came back and asked why I was so mopey. I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. I couldn't even text Tessa and tell her all about it. Everything had changed, and nothing had changed.
The rest of Wednesday passed in a blur. I was still sore on Thursday, but I managed to get myself out of bed and to my classes. I had my phone on silent, but when I got out of class, I noticed that James had emailed me a couple of times. He had some nerve. Here I was, trying to forget he even existed, when he kept reminding me about him. I deleted them without even reading them.
That evening, I went to do laundry. I dug around in my jeans pocket to get everything out of them, when out popped the flyer listing the coffee house band schedule. I thought of Anne, maybe looking for me to be in the audience. I really wished I could have been there, but I'd probably never set foot in Boston again. Still, as I did my laundry down at the laundromat, I found myself wondering what kind of music played. I remembered the small music studio in James' place, and I wondered what kind of music he played as well.
Stop it, I thought. James is dead to you.
On Friday, I caught up on my homework. My phone kept chirping emails at me, and every time I saw it was James, I tossed it in the trash without even thinking about it. I was almost starting to feel good again. Nicole must have noticed. “Glad you're over whatever boy dumped you,” she said, oblivious to my actual feelings as usual. “Want to go clubbing?”
I laughed. “Are you single now?”
“Uh, yeah, I'm always single,” she said, her valley girl persona shining through for a moment.
“What about the guy you hooked up with on Tuesday night?” I asked.
She scoffed for a moment. “He was into some weird stuff, I wasn't interested. He didn't get that some girls just want to have fun.”
I giggled a little. That was Nicole, always into fun. I didn't always agree with her brand of fun, but I needed to get out of here a little bit. “Yeah, let's go clubbing.”
“Yay! Let's go check out that new place on 5th street!” She was practically jumping up and down with excitement. “I can be ready to go in two hours.”
Typical, I thought. I'd take thirty minutes to get ready and have to wait on her for ninety minutes. “Great!” I said, forcing cheerfulness out with the word. “You take first shower.”
“Way ahead of you,” she said, pulling her shirt over her head and heading into the bathroom. It was really nice having a bathroom in our dorm room, even if we shared it with the room next door.
Nicole took her typical thirty minute shower and came out wrapped in a towel. She quickly blow dried her hair and I rinsed off. When I came out of the shower, she was sitting in bed, typing at her computer with curlers in her hair. When she would take them down, she would have the most beautiful hair I had ever seen. Mine never looked half as good as hers did. I was definitely envious of those curls.
I knew that it took a long time to curl her hair, but I started to get dressed anyway. I put on my favorite top, a gold shiny shirt that tied around my neck and lower back and left my entire back exposed. A simple black skirt would look fantastic with it tonight. Hopefully, I'd find a guy to help me forget James.
As soon as I was dressed, there was a knock at the door. Nicole didn't even look up from her computer, leaving me to do it. I laughed to myself as I went to the door to open it up.
When I opened the door, I felt my heart began to race.
“James, what are you doing here?”
He didn't answer. He simply advanced on me, coming into my room with the same lust in his eyes that I had seen the other day...
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“Go take the bus, freshman.”
With one cruel phrase, James had shown me exactly what kind of person he was. Refusing to give me a ride home had shown the catty girls at my high school that I was fair game. It didn't stop there. For Christmas, he gave me nothing more than an IOU. I had to listen to him making girls from our high school moan through our shared wall. Even though our parents were now married, I knew I'd never think of him as a brother.
I was right, but in the worst way. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop fantasizing about acts that society would consider forbidden.
Four years later, when I came home for Christmas, James was there as well. Only he wasn't just a popular high school kid anymore. He was the billionaire CEO of his own company. And whatever feelings I had for him resurfaced immediately when I accidentally walked in on him in the shower. He relished the opportunity to tease me just as he had when we lived together, and I fell for it every time.
Only, when I left the house to do something I might regret, he saved me. It was only then that I found out that he had not only been protecting me, but he had wanted me just as fiercely all along. And, even though that IOU from all those Christmases before said that he owed me a gift, I wanted to use it to give him a gift that would last a lifetime.
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When our usual babysitter bailed on us at the last moment, it seemed my husband and I wouldn't be able to go on our date night. It was really too bad, because I was super horny. However, my neighbor knew the perfect girl. Little did I know how perfect she would be...
When little Charlotte arrived, I caught my husband doing a once-over of her. I couldn't blame him- with her perky tits and cute face, I found myself checking her out as well. Over dinner, my husband reminded me of some wild times we had in college. When we got home, the naïve Charlotte told me how her boyfriend broke up with her. I decided to show her exactly what she had to look forward to from boys at college, and also some of the girls...
But once we got started, once we began to explore each other's bodies, and once my husband started to take her hard and unprotected, I never asked her if she was on birth control...
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She smiled, and returned her att
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I lay beside them, playing with Charlotte’s hair, stroking her skin, while my husband fucked her. As he thrust harder, her small tits bounced, and I loved watching him watch those delicious little tits jiggle.
I heard Kevin grunt as he strained to hold himself back. At the last moment, he pulled out, shaking and barely hanging on. When the urge to come had passed, he collapsed on the other side of Charlotte. “You are stunning,” he panted, touching her face.
She looked confused. “You didn’t come.”
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