STEPBROTHER (R-18)
Chapter 1
Scarletts P.O.V
You and your mother arrive at a stake house for lunch to meet her boyfriend Kirk and his son Oliver.
Upon walking into the steak house, the hostess leads you to a table where you spot Kirk, and for the first time, Oliver. You stifle a gasp when you lay eyes on Oliver - how chiselers jaw, dark hair cropped short to his head, and dark mesmerising eyes.
"That's his son?" I say in disbelief to mom as we are walking up to the table.
"Yeah. He's home for the summer from college"
Your mother sighs, and places a hand ok your arm, squeezing reassuringly.
"I really hope the two of you get along. Especially since we are officially moving in this weekend. You're going to be seeing a lot of each other"
"Don't worry about me, mom. Everything will be fine" I say trying to reassure mom even tho I don't quite believe what I'm saying.
Us fighting isn't exactly what I had in mind. No. Something equally as sweaty, but more pleasurable than painful
As we arrive at the table, Kirk stands and offers your mother a kiss, while Oliver remains seated. His onyx black eyes pass over me disinterested, and he leans back to grab his drink and buries himself taking a drink.
"Oliver, your being rude. Stand up and greet them properly." Orders Kirk as he nudged Oliver's chair which makes Oliver grunt.
So much for first impressions
You make a first attempt to introduce yourself. You offer Oliver your hand and watch with embarrassment as he doesn't reach to shake it.
A few seconds later, you drop your hand back down to your side and sit quietly in your seat. Your mom and Kirk join you in sitting. You contemplate calling out Oliver ok his bullshit.
As much as I want to match his fucking arrogance, I don't want to piss of my mother so it's probably best I keep my mouth shut.
"You'll have to excuse my son. College made him forget his manners" Kirk says in an apologetic voice.
Oliver snickers, leaning back arrogantly in his chair while crossing his arms.
"Oh I'm sorry. Am I being rude? Probably because I don't want to be here to begin with" Oliver says in a patronising tone.
"If this is how your starting off, I can only imagine what it's going to be like seeing each other twenty-four seven. Get the stick out your ass" I say without thinking.
Your mom gasps and furrows her brows to give you a stern look. She quickly apologises to Kirk for your outburst, who blows it off. You hate how Oliver's lips spread into a wide grin, and he narrows is eyes as if it's fun to provoke you.
Fucking asshole. The image i first had of his is gone and replaced by someone with a head so fucking big it was no wonder he could even get into the restaurant. He obviously doesn't even care for my mother or myself.
"Let me get a few drinks in, and I'll even let you remove it" Oliver fires back my way.
"Oliver knock your shit off, now. Sorry ladies" Kirk snaps at Oliver.
kids are" mom replies with a
and lay your
I miss
miss you too! I'm at dinner at the
cute ass or an
Scarlett: Does it matter?
does. At least he looks
gotta go though. I'll text you
maybe take
Not right now, it'd b
the waitress returns asking your mother
Sucks i have three years unilateralism I'm 21. Why can't this be Europe where i can drink now at the age of
to sit and stare cat each other awkwardly. He taps his fingers against his
temptingly at the glass, knowing you could sneak some in before
pulling the drink away when you quickly swipe for it. You bring the glass to your mouth and take a swig, gagging slightly on the burning, murky brown liquid as
That was fucking gross.
push the glass back towards him, stealing a glance at your mom to
she didn't see. I hate embarrassing her. She's always held me up
firming his
I'm impressed with you" Oliver says with a smug grin on his
your chest and meet his gaze with an
impressed you are. Not a sign of high intelligence"
just feed into the bait" Oliver says as
tighten into
so frustrating! A fucking instigator! I could punch him
you upset Daddy's got his attention on someone else?" I says in a
nod towards Kirk, and grin when Oliver's humorous expression
I could care less. It's not like your mothers there first. She's just another
beneath the table at his words. Knowing he's agitated you; Oliver claims his victory with a smile, and sucks his teeth with his tongue. The waitress returns with you and your mothers drinks and asks if your ready to order
a use the bathroom." You say excusing yourself
your seat and make your way towards the back where a restroom signs with an arrow
it, that was literally 10 minutes of interacting and I already cant faking stand him! I'm
my friends to him. Not acknowledging him at
exit
needs a reality check on how to communicate with people? Smart enough for college but
he can pass. Instead, he turns
he says as he reaches for a lose strand of
are you doing?" I
light-heartedly. The sound makes something stir within your gut. You bite your lip, which causes
right now? What
you enjoy when