Desiring My Step Brother

CHAPTER 4

AS Ingrid and Regina arrived at Georgia's party venue, they were greeted by lively music. Ingrid noticed Rafa dancing with joy, while Ingrid herself felt a bit conscious as she usually only danced in the privacy of her room.

"See? I told you! It's fun here!" Rafa shouted to her.

Ingrid surveyed the surroundings and observed the large crowd gathered by Georgia. Almost all university students were present, enjoying themselves. Some were near the pool, while others were spotted kissing or at the bar counter. The air was hazy due to students smoking.

"Hey Rafaella! I'm so glad you came!" Georgia suddenly exclaimed, turning to address Ingrid. She responded with a shy smile, knowing she was only there because Rafa insisted on bringing her along.

"Of course! So where's the football team?" Rafa inquired.

"Well, some of them are already here. Your brother isn't here yet," Georgia replied.

"Oh! I don't think he's coming. He told me earlier," Rafa explained, causing Georgia's smile to fade.

"What?" she said, raising her eyebrows.

Ingrid intervened, "Well, maybe Fabius will change his mind. You know Rafa is here. Surely he wouldn't let his brother be absent while he's here," she said, trying to alleviate the awkwardness.

She didn't want Georgia to embarrass Rafaella by asking them to leave the party.

"Oh! Okay! I'll just wait for him then. But for now, let me introduce you to the team while Fabius isn't here. Let's go!" Georgia exclaimed and led the way, followed by her friends Missy and Stacey.

"Let's go, Ingrid! It's your time to flirt!" Rafaella teased, grabbing her arm and following Georgia.

After a brief walk, they reached where Fabius' teammates were gathered.

"OMG!" Ingrid felt Rafaella squeeze her arm. She also let out a squeal near her ear. "Lucas is so handsome!" she whispered to Ingrid.

Then Georgia introduced them to the football team. Lucas approached Rafaella, while another teammate approached Ingrid. He was tall, with curly blond hair.

"You're beautiful. What's your name?" he asked her.

Ingrid glanced at Rafaella, who nodded at her. After exchanging glances with her, Rafaella turned her attention back to Lucas.

"I'm Ingrid. And you are?" she replied. She wasn't familiar with Fabius' teammates as she wasn't into watching his games, except for Lucas, whom Rafaella often mentioned.

She noticed the slight surprise in the man's expression, but he quickly smiled at her. "I'm Trent..."

"It's nice to meet you, Trent. I know you guys are famous at the university. I'm sorry for not watching your games, so I don't know you all," she said apologetically.

"Hey, it's alright. It's not as if you're required to get to know us."

Ingrid just smiled in response. Honestly, she didn't expect Fabius' group to be decent conversationalists. But now, she realized she was wrong in her assumption. Because she could say that Trent was kind and respectful.

The two of them were drinking. But Ingrid didn't feel that Trent was a flirtatious guy. In fact, he was polite. It was actually Ingrid who made the first move to flirt with him. But she didn't know if Trent was intentionally being polite or if he just wasn't interested in her.

"Do you want to dance?" she asked. She was already a bit drunk from the amount of alcohol she had consumed. She was swaying and feeling a bit dizzy. That's why she had the courage to flirt with Trent.

"Sure! Just be careful! You seem dizzy. Do you want me to take you home?" Trent asked, wrapping his arms around her waist.

She chuckled. "Really? You'll take me home? But Rafaella and I are supposed to go home together..." Maybe they would get scolded by their parents if they found out that a guy had escorted them. She didn't want to break their trust in them.

"Lucas will take care of Rafa," he whispered to her as they danced.

The neon lights inside were swirling around. The lights were dim, making her feel even more dizzy.

"No! It's not possible! We're going home together!" she insisted.

"Chill, beautiful. Fabius will follow here. He'll take care of his twin," Trent said. He spun her around until he was behind her.

They danced. Until she stopped when she felt his warm breath on her neck.

"T-Trent..."

"You're so beautiful, Ingrid. I held back because I know you're not the type of girl who's easy to get. But you're so sexy. Do you want to go somewhere just the two of us?" he whispered to her. She felt his lips brushing against her shoulder.

She closed her eyes and let him kiss her body. And when she opened her eyes again, her gaze landed near the bar counter and she caught sight of Fabius.

She was slightly taken aback when she noticed that he was staring at her seriously. But something seemed to come over her, and she felt like showing off to Fabius.

She intensified her dancing. She turned to face Trent. Until their eyes met.

"Kiss me," she whispered.

The corner of his lips lifted. "My pleasure," he whispered. He pulled her closer by the waist and without hesitation, he kissed her.

She mimicked every movement of Trent's lips. Until his hands became more wandering on her body.

She gasped when he squeezed her butt.

"Do you want to leave this place?" he asked.

"No. Let's stay here," she replied and deepened their kiss.

Trent responded to her. And they were in the middle of dancing when suddenly she felt like she was going to throw up.

"I’ll throw up. E-excuse me!" she said and gently pushed Trent away. She quickly headed to the restroom.

She felt nauseous due to her dizziness and ended up vomiting in the restroom. After rinsing her mouth and washing her face, she felt better and left the restroom.

She was about to return to where she left Trent, but before she could get there, she felt someone grab her arm. When she looked to see who it was, she was surprised to see Fabius.

"Fabius!" She gasped. She tried to pull her arm away from his grasp, but he didn't let go. “Let go of me!”

“What are you doing here with Rafaella?" he asked with furrowed brows. It was evident that he wasn't pleased to see them there.

"What? Georgia invited us here. What's wrong with that? You're here too!" She rolled her eyes at him, then turned away and walked straight to where she left Trent.

Little did she expect that Fabius would follow her. "I am watching you..." he said before passing her and walking ahead.

She just sighed and went to find Trent. He was by the pool, with both legs dipped in the water, drinking.

"Hi! I'm sorry for leaving abruptly," she said as she sat beside him.

"Hey Ingrid! It's fine. Are you drunk already? Do you want to go home? I can drive you," he offered, putting his arm around her.

She shook her head. "Nope. The night is just starting. We're still having fun. Do you want to swim? I feel like taking a dip. I'm getting hot from the drinks we had," she suggested, removing her cover-up.

She saw him glance at her body. Trent bit his lower lip then smirked at her. "Sure!" he said, diving into the pool.

Ingrid followed suit.

"Do you know how to swim?" he asked her.

"Yes," she replied.

"Good. Let's go to the deeper end of the pool," Trent said as he started swimming towards that area. "Let's go. Follow me..."

Ingrid quickly followed him, swimming towards the deeper end. When they arrived, Trent hugged her.

She reciprocated the embrace, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Do you like it here?" Trent asked her, their noses touching.

"Yes. There aren't too many people around," she replied. Usually, the pool was crowded in the shallower areas.

Trent smiled at her and gazed into her eyes. "Do you know...?" he started, raising his eyebrows.

"What?" She furrowed her brows inquisitively.

"Ingrid, you're so beautiful. I love your blue eyes," he said to her.

She smiled. "Flatterer. Tell me, what do you want? Are you just sweet-talking me?" she jokingly replied.

"I'm not sweet-talking you. But there's something I really want from you..."

Ingrid chuckled softly. "Tell me. What is it?" she asked.

"This..." Trent replied. With that, he quickly pressed their lips together.

Ingrid responded immediately. Who would have thought she would enjoy herself so much that night? Who would have thought she would kiss one of the football team members that night?

She felt Trent deepening their kiss, so she matched his lip movements. And even when his lips moved down to her neck, she didn't object.

"Ohh!" a soft moan escaped her lips.

Kissing by the pool turned out to be quite enjoyable.

Feeling his hands squeezing her breasts, she felt even more aroused. She didn't stop him.

Rafaella was right. Her life didn't have to be boring.

"Let's get out of here," Trent whispered in her ear as he traced his lips there.

She nodded. "S-sure..."

At that moment, Ingrid had decided to give her virginity to Trent. She probably wouldn't regret it since he was a good kisser. He seemed skilled in other aspects as well.

They got out of the pool and quickly headed to the parking lot, disregarding their wet bodies.

But before they could get into the car, she heard Rafaella's voice.

"Ingrid..."

She turned to her, and seeing Fabius with her, she raised an eyebrow.

Quickly approaching Rafaella, while Trent talked to Fabius.

"Why are you with Fabius? Where's Lucas?" she whispered. She glanced back and forth between Fabius and Trent, who seemed to be having a serious conversation.

"I hate Fabius! He suddenly approached us with Lucas. Then he talked to him. After that, Lucas abruptly left..." An annoyed tone laced her voice.

"Your brother is such a killjoy!" she remarked. "Are you both heading home?" she asked.

"We? I think you should come with us, Ingrid," Rafaella said. Her attention was on Fabius and Trent.

Ingrid then looked in that direction. Seeing Trent also getting into his car and driving away, she furrowed her brows.

Even without asking, she knew that Fabius must have said something to Trent for him to leave suddenly, just like what Lucas did with Rafaella.

"Let's go," Fabius said nonchalantly as he stepped into his car.

Ingrid approached the door and knocked on it. "What did you say to Trent? I was supposed to go with him!" she exclaimed in annoyance.

But she didn't get a response, which only fueled her frustration.

"Ugh! I hate you!" She angrily got into the backseat.

She sat beside Rafa, both of them giving Fabius disdainful looks.

"You shouldn't be going to parties when Georgia is the one inviting," Fabius said as he started the car.

"I hate you! We just want to have fun! But you're always stopping us!" Rafaella expressed her frustration to her twin.

"Fun? In what way? Kissing?"

"Why? You've done that, haven't you? Flirting with different girls!" Rafa retorted.

"I'm a guy, Rafaella. It won't affect me. And seriously? Lucas and Trent? Don't you know they're womanizers? After they sleep with you, they won't even remember you," he said seriously.

Womanizer? Just like him? She wanted to tell him that but Ingrid remained silent. She didn't see Trent that way earlier.

She chose to stay quiet, feeling irritated with Fabius. Rafaella also fell silent. They stayed that way for the rest of the journey.

When they arrived at the mansion, Rafa abruptly closed the door after getting out of the car.

Ingrid also exited and went straight to her room. She headed to the bathroom, took a shower, and then emerged naked.

Her surprise was palpable when she saw Fabius sitting on her bed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked in a flustered tone, quickly grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around herself.

"We will talk," he said seriously.