Ronnie's point of view:I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. The morning after the thunderstorm the other night was peaceful and serene. The sun was shining and it was the perfect day to start fresh. But as I opened my eyes, I realized I was lying on the same bed with Derek. I was taken aback for a moment as I tried to recall how I ended up in this situation. I then remembered how I banged on his door, begging him to let me sleep in his room because of the thunderstorm last night. As I lay there, I noticed the awkward position Derek's arms were wrapped around me in a spooning position. I stiffened and blushed in embarrassment as I recalled how this position was a favorite amongst couples. Suddenly, I felt something hard poking me from behind. My hand slid down Derek's crotch and I felt his morning erection. I was shocked and embarrassed. The heat rose to my face and I shouted, nudging Derek very hard in the stomach which woke him up. Derek rolled of
Ronnie's point of view:As Derek walked past us and towards his room, I couldn't help but feel a wave of shock and disbelief wash over me.How could he act like he didn't know Meg, when they had a history together?Meg's expression mirrored my own shock, as she turned to me and asked, "Who is Derek to you?" I answered her truthfully, "He's my stepbrother."The color drained from Meg's face, and I could see how uneasy she was as she heard the truth from my lips. She shifted nervously, looking anywhere but at me.I leaned forward, glaring at her. "Is Derek the guy you had a fling with at campus?" I asked, my voice low and menacing. Meg slowly nodded, confirming my suspicions."I knew it," I said, feeling a mixture of anger and disappointment. "This is so awkward."Meg looked at me with pleading eyes, "Is this going to affect our friendship?" she asked, her voice trembling.I sighed, "No, it's not," I replied, but deep inside, I wasn't happy. Derek had been the one guy I'm trying to
I was supposed to be out with my friends at the local karaoke bar, having a good time. I was supposed not to find any love interest or whatever that means. Not until Jacob showed up. He was tall, with broad shoulders, and a chiseled jawline. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the dim lights of the bar. I couldn't help but feel drawn to him as he stood across the room, watching us.My friend Meg and her two friends were up on stage, belting out a song. They were having the time of their lives, but I couldn't concentrate on their performance. All I could think about was Jacob and the way his gaze kept flickering over to me.Meg noticed what was happening and came to sit beside me. "Looks like you two like each other," she said with a sly smile.I blushed and replied, "It's not what you think it is." But deep down, I knew she was right. I couldn't help but feel drawn to Jacob and the way he was looking at me.Meg raised an eyebrow, "Really? Then why have you bee
I could feel my heart pounding as Derek cornered me, his entire body crowding me against the wall. I tried to push him away, but his strength was overwhelming. Fear consumed me as I realized I was trapped.As I looked into his cold and dark eyes, I could feel the anger and irritation radiating off of him. His gaze was so intense that it felt like he was piercing right through me. I could see the fury building up within him, and I knew I was in trouble."Who the hell is that donkey?" Derek demanded, his voice booming in the small room."His name's Jacob," I replied, trying to keep my voice calm despite the fear that was threatening to overwhelm me."Where did you meet him?" Derek asked, his tone sharp and accusatory."At the karaoke bar," I answered, feeling a knot form in my stomach."Why are you afraid?" Derek demanded, his expression darkening with anger.I managed to free his grip on my hair and took a step back, my heart racing."Because you're scaring me," I admitted, my voic
Ronnie's point of view:As I finished my evening lecture for the day, I packed my things and headed towards the door when I heard Meg's voice calling out to me. "Hey Ronnie, wait up!"I slowed my pace, allowing Meg to catch up with me. "So?" she asked eagerly. "How did it go?"Her question took me by surprise. "What do you mean?" I asked, looking at her quizzically."Don't play dumb with me," Meg said, grinning mischievously. "You and Jacob. Did he drop you off? Did you two do the goodnight kiss? Did he set up a date or something?"Despite my best efforts to keep my cool, I couldn't help but feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment at Meg's probing questions. "It went well," I admitted, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. "We fixed a date. This Friday."Meg let out a high-pitched squeal of excitement, making me cringe inwardly."Not bad," she said, nudging me playfully. "You've just gotten yourself a fancy man after all."As much as I wanted to share the news with Meg about
Ronnie's point of view:As Derek grabbed my wrist, I froze in shock. My heart was pounding in my chest as he pulled me away from Jacob's arms. I could feel my face contort in a mixture of surprise and fear. What was happening? Why was Derek doing this?Being in Derek's arms felt oddly comforting, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. As he shielded me away from Jacob, I caught my breath and looked up at him. His eyes were filled with anger and possessiveness. "She's mine," he declared, his voice firm and unwavering.I could see the anger in Jacob's eyes as he looked at Derek. "What the hell's your deal, huh?" he spat out. "She's your sister. Why can't you let her hang out with me? Or are you two dating?""Huh?!" I exclaimed. Derek narrowed his eyes. "Go ahead and think whatever you like. I wouldn't be bothered with the likes of you. Just keep your filthy hands off Ronnie."I had no idea what was going on. My head was in a spiral and I can't even think straight. "Why?"
Ronnie's point of view:I sat in my room, refusing to speak to Derek for the whole night and the next morning. I was so angry at him for interfering in my life. How dare he ruin my little outing with Jacob? I couldn't believe he had the audacity to do that. It was none of his business. When we got home that night, I ignored him as he tried to talk to me, and I even slept with my back facing his room. I woke up the next morning, still feeling mad at Derek over what happened last night. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, trying to calm myself down. I looked at myself in the mirror and took a deep breath. I needed to find a way to deal with my anger. I didn't want to be around Derek anymore. I wished he wasn't my step-brother. I resolved within myself to find an apartment of my own. Living alone with Derek was becoming unbearable. I needed my own space, my own privacy. I didn't want anyone interfering in my life, especially not him. I started browsing through apartmen
Derek held my hand tightly, staring into my eyes with a look of urgency. The atmosphere between us was tense and uncomfortable, making me feel like something big was about to happen.I couldn't help but feel disgusted as he spoke to me. "There is one thing you can do, though.""If you're about to ask me to do something dirty, forget it," I said firmly, pulling my hand away from his grip.Derek smirked, but his eyes told a different story. "Trust me, there are many dirty things I can think of, but you're definitely not the girl I'd dream of doing it with.""You're lying," I responded, my instincts telling me that there was something more to his request. "Your expression is telling me otherwise."Derek's face became serious, and I knew that this was going to be a tough conversation. "I want you to stay away from Jacob," he said firmly.I faced him fully, folding my arms across my chest. "I wanted us to get around to this. You know that's not possible, right?"Derek's expression was sk