Her Stepbrother (Love Triangle)

Chapter-4

Chelsea

Gosh, I cannot express how much this boy irritates me. "We are late because of you," I complain as Kevin climbs out of the car.

Kevin snickers and shakes his head. "Stay there until I open your door."

"Awe, my stepbrother has manners after all," I taunt sarcastically.

Kevin offers his hand, and I gratefully accept it. Without effort, Kevin hauls me to my feet and gives me a once-over.

I'm wearing a red spaghetti strap dress, with a split on one side. My silver six-inch stilettos make it impossible to walk. So, tonight I'm thankful for Kevin pretending to be a gentleman.

"You look beautiful tonight." Indeed, things have just become awkward with Kevin complimenting me.

I'm overwhelmed by Kevin's compliment since my stepbrother has done nothing except pluck my nerves from day one, but I'm too stubborn to give him the satisfaction.

Right away, I hold my palm out for Kevin to take my hand in his. "Stop Kevin. Being nice doesn't suit you well. In all the years I have known you, not once have you complimented me, so please don't start now."

Spontaneously, Kevin leans down, softly placing a warm kiss on my cheek.

After the shock wears off, I back away and wipe my cheek, freeing my face of all his germs. "Great, now my cheek has a sexually transmitted disease," I mumble.

He smirks as he stares deeply into my eyes with his sea greens. "I can be nice when I want to."

I take hold of his arm roughly, removing my hand from his, and interrogate, "Since when?"

Kevin replies as we saunter toward the door, "Since I don't want to pretend, I hate you anymore." Kevin helps me walk up the steps, and through the door, "I'm done irritating you, Chelsea. I liked it better when we were friends before our parents dated." Again, Kevin takes me by surprise.

Kevin enters the party with me close at his side, "I think I might like you irritating me more." I inform Kevin with a smile as I glance around, searching for Jason.

Hopefully, the prick I have grown to hate finds his way back because if Kevin continues to be sweet, I think I would regret my decision of ditching him tonight when it's time for our dance.

Kevin lowers his face, putting his lips close to my ear. "Are you looking for your boyfriend?"

"Yes," I mutter as shivers trickle through my body.

I don't understand what has gotten into me, as I have never felt these sensations with Kevin.

Kevin is awfully close and is acting overly friendly. Moreover, I don't like the vibes he's sending my way.

Most importantly, my body shouldn't feel any sensations with Kevin because my body should be on my side and hate Kevin as much as I do.

Unquestionably, Kevin has to be the annoying stepbrother I know, because I couldn't handle being around Kevin if he wasn't.

"When did you and Jason become a couple?" Kevin questions as he steps away from me.

"Today, when he kissed me, nosy." I recognize the change within Kevin immediately.

His voice is no longer gentle. "I'll find you when it's our time to dance." He storms away from me, leaving me standing by the entrance alone.

Suddenly, I have an urge to laugh because Kevin seriously thinks I'm going to dance with him. Honestly, I don't regret my decision, especially not after all the s**t Kevin has done to me.

Kevin has chased me out of my bedroom because of his s*x life. Apparently, he is working with the energizer bunny down there as it never seems to end with the countless females he brings home.

On top of that, Kevin seems to enjoy rubbing it in my face and flaunting the females around the house after he has s*x with them.

Also, I had to clean up after him since he doesn't have the courtesy to do so himself. Therefore, I don't care about Kevin's feelings.

In all honestly, Kevin has no right to become angry because Jason and I are dating.

Presently, I locate Jason sitting at the table, piercing me with his ocean blues. Sadly, he doesn't seem happy either.

Deliberately, I slowly walk toward him, settling myself onto Jason's lap. "You and Kevin looked cozy."

I massage the back of his neck and advise him, "Stop being jealous."

After Jason's anger when I joked with him about thinking Kevin was cute, and his present jealousy, I decided it was best not to confide in him about Kevin kissing my cheek earlier.

Jason wraps his arms around me and pecks my lips tenderly. "Did you tell Kevin you are mine, and I don't enjoy sharing?"

I smile against his mouth. "I did." I stroke Jason's cheek. "He got mad and stormed away from me." I brush my nose lightly against Jason's and kiss his lips deeper.

Instantaneously, Jason pulls me closer, holding me tightly against his chest. I never realized Jason was such a good kisser, otherwise, I probably had fallen a lot sooner.

Jason pulls back and announces, "I knew Kevin liked you."

I rub my hands through his hair. "Well, it's irrelevant because I don't like Kevin." I slide my hand down his cheek. "The moment Kevin became my stepbrother is when he forced me to dislike him. So, you have nothing to worry about." I mutter against Jason's mouth. "Besides, I like you." I kiss his lips again, wanting to taste more of him instead of discussing my stepbrother any further.

A guest from my mother's party rushes over to advise me, "Go find Kevin. If you two weren't too busy lip-locking, you would notice your mother and stepfather's dance is almost over."

I stare at my mother and Virgil twirling around on the dance floor, realizing Virgil and my mother appear as intrigued by each other as I am with Jason. "They actually look perfect together, don't they?" I voice.

"Not as good as you and me," Jason winks.

As soon as 'The Time Of My Life,' by Bill Medley plays, Jason takes that as his cue to lead me to the dance floor.

Hastily, I peek around, checking for Kevin, but he's nowhere in sight.

Once Jason and I have reached the dance floor, Jason glances at me from head to toe, finally taking in the view of me in my dress.

His eyes become dark, and his clutch on me tightens.

Jason places my back against his front and whispers, "I'm going to show you the time of your life," He spins me around, and slowly lures me back until my front is pressed closely against his. He kisses my lips softly while holding me close to him.

The moment feels very intense. The grip Jason has on me is strong and possessive, and I feel content.

"Are you ready to put on a show?" He quizzes.

I grin and nod.

Right away, Jason dips me backward and gently brings me upward.

He spins me repeatedly before placing me against his front.

I lift my arm and settle it around his neck. Oh so, slowly, he slides his hand from my arm down to my waist while piercing me with his ocean-blue eyes.

At this moment, I forget Kevin.

Everything and everybody is long forgotten.

The only person I see is, Jason.

The only person I feel is, Jason.

Jason and I whirl around the dance floor while circulating our hips together in rhythm to the beat of the music.

Things heat up when I grind my pelvis against his in uninterrupted movements.

Promptly, Jason's powerful hands clutch my ass, and thrust forward, grinding his pelvis on my bottom.

As soon as I feel his b***r poking me, I incline my head back and laugh. However, Jason remains serious as he holds me tightly against him.

Now, it's my turn to torment Jason, wanting to tease him. I wiggle my ass, deliberately making my ass cheeks bounce against his hard, rigid c**k.

Jason spins me again, only this time, instead of pulling me into him, I'm caught by Kevin's arms.

I'm unsure of where Kevin came from, but all the fun I was having ended. I'm uncertain of what I should do. Moreover, I don't wish to cause a scene and ruin my mom's night.

"You ditched me," Kevin says, not paying any attention to Jason.

"That was my plan all along," I scoff.

Tentatively, I turn toward Jason and notice he appears to be furious. Honestly, I cannot blame him since his arms were replaced by my stepbrothers. "I'll meet you at the table, Jason." He nods, and storms away, unhappily.

"I'm trying to be nice to ya, Chelsea, but you're making it impossible," Kevin growls.

"I told you, Kevin, I don't want nice from you. As I mentioned before, we have one month left of living under the same roof together, so it's pointless." I force myself to place my arms around his neck.

God, I hope I can make it through the song without gagging, or worst, vomiting.

Promptly, Kevin places his hands on the side of my hips, and together, our bodies flow to the beat. "You're making me want something I never needed before," Kevin says as he skims his hands over my waist and back down again.

"Oh yeah, stepbrother. And what's that?" I ask, as I hold my arms in the air and move my hips, deliberately brushing them slightly against his.

"A girlfriend." He thrusts his hips forward, "And, I want it to be you."

My eyes widen. "That will never happen, Kevin. I advise you to go find one of those bitches you had tied to your bedpost, player."

He slides his leg between mine as I roll my hips, not missing a beat. "They were only a distraction, Chelsea. I was using them to f**k you out of my head, which didn't work. And now I lost you to that clown."

"Have you been drinking, Kevin?" I ask.

"No,"

"Where the hell are these feelings coming from? You haven't shown me an ounce of interest over the years, so why now? And, now that our parents are married, you suddenly want me?" Unbelievable. "Or is it because Jason and I have made it official?" I spit one question after another, feeling defeated.

At one point in time, Kevin and I were close. That has changed this past year. I'm unsure where things went wrong, but this year, it seemed like Kevin absolutely hated me.

"I never hated you, Chelsea. Trust me." He frowns. "I have tried my damndest to hate you because of how much I wanted you. Unfortunately, it didn't work."

I twirl my hips, moving closer, and whisper into his ear, "You and I would never happen. For one, I have a boyfriend. For two, we're step-siblings. Mom and I argue a lot now, so if you and I had hooked up before Jason and I did, she would have hated me. My mother clarified that she loved your father and wouldn't allow me to ruin what she had with him."

"My father wouldn't care." He admits.

I try to pull away from him, but he doesn't allow me to. "And, as for Jason, you could always go back to being friends." He tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. "Think about it, Chelsea. That's all I'm asking."

"I'm sorry, Kevin, but there isn't anything to think about." I truthfully answer.

He strokes the side of my face with his thumb, leans forward, and places a kiss on my lips.

My mouth drops open.

I stare at him, dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, Jason comes from nowhere and connects his fist to Kevin's jaw.

Kevin spins away from me, throws me behind him, and punches Jason.

Virgil rushes over and yanks the boys apart. "This isn't the time or the place."

"He kissed me," I say, signaling toward Kevin.

Our parents laugh. I mean, full-blown laughter. "They were love taps the entire time," Mom suggests.

Are you kidding me? Is she seriously making jokes about Kevin kissing me?

Obviously, that is the reason Kevin behaves the way he does. "He disrespects me, and you two think it's funny." I point toward the both of them. "Kevin knows that I have a boyfriend, and he kissed me anyway." I tattle.

"Oh, Honey, Kevin liked you before his father and I got married. Kevin's feelings for you were a ticking bomb waiting to explode. And you were just too naïve to realize it." I stand here, feeling shocked and betrayed. Not just from my stepbrother, but my mother as well.

Every time something takes place between Kevin and me, my mother always chooses Kevin's side. In her eyes, he can do no wrong.

I stare at my mother in disbelief. "Who are you? And what have you done with my mother?" My lips tremble. I fight back the tears. "You know what? Don't even answer it." I walk toward Jason, who seems angry.

Jason has his fist clenched at his sides, and his body is shaking with madness. Apart from this, Jason has always been protective of me and jealous. But never to the point to where he would physically punch a guy for coming too close.

I hope this doesn't cause any problems between Jason and me, considering it wasn't my fault, and I didn't kiss Kevin back.

Perhaps Jason and I shouldn't have taken our friendship to the next level. Things were perfect between us before we became a couple.

In reality, we have only been dating for a day, and trouble is already brewing.

As I walk past Jason, I hear Kevin calling my name. I twist around, "Haven't you caused enough damage?" I stare at Kevin and notice the pain shining in his eyes.

That's an emotion I have never seen crossing Kevin's features.

However, I cannot worry about Kevin.

Unfortunately, I have my own problems to worry about.