Chapter 2

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The entire way was dead cold.

Think of Scooby Doo ghost town. I kept looking at her profile and even though she could feel me staring, Olivia didn't bother to turn her head in my direction. Her focus was on the road. Tapping her fingers on the wheel, head moving to the music, sometimes her fingers ran in her hair a couple of times and I sighed each time because I loved her hair, it was my favorite thing on her.

She hadn't even gotten her phone back, it burnt in underneath because of what I knew was inside.

When we finally got home, she finally looked at me. I never could read her emotions and that always played with my mind. Reaching for her phone in my hands she slides it out of my hand and turns it on, I feel like I should say something. Apologize maybe. But nothing seems to float back to the surface of my brain.

"You went through my photos."

What? No. Why am I denying it to myself? And she's not asking.

"Ugh yeah I took a picture of myself while you were inside and had to check how it looked." Lame answer. Plus, I did go through that gallery so if I can admit to half-truth she may drop it. How does she even know? "then I checked the first five photos of Thai foods and that's it."

Her eyes were darker than usual. A vain pulsed at the side of her neck. "not the photos I was talking about." Now she showed emotion, and I regretted ever giving into my curiousness. She looked disappointed, "You invaded my privacy Spencer." Bowing my head in shame. Her fingers grip my chin before roughly tilting my head up. "Did you touch yourself?" my eyes widen. But before I can respond she lets go of my chin and slides out of the car with a loud bang that shakes the vehicle.

She's upset. Rightly so.

I have to make it right. But how? She already thinks I was jerking off and I sort of just lied to her face, if I come up with another ass story to excuse my behavior I doubt she will be this calm.

With sweaty hands I step out of the car and remove my bags one by one, taking my time as much as possible. This is the most we have interacted and I love it. When she touched me, I swear there was a tingle in my scrotum. She probably saw my eyes getting excited with desire that's why she stormed off like that.

At the end of the day, boarding school didn't help with dissolving the lust I feel for my Dad's wife, even that notion doesn't put me off.

I remember coming home from school to their laugher in the kitchen has she prepared dinner. My appetite would instantly go away. Feeling like I could vomit in my mouth. And I tried to wear a fake face with a smile but I only looked disgusted. Sometimes I would hear them talking about me. They thought I didn't like Olivia and I needed time to adjust to them being a couple.

If only they knew.

So when Dad came to have a talk with me about giving Olivia a chance I quickly blurted about boarding school, I knew it wasn't easy switching school in the middle of school, when I was in an exam class to begin with.

That's how I got here.

And now I'm messing this up. I should have used our time on the road to get to know her better. Make her actually see me more than just my father's son.

Once all the bags are inside. I search for her in the common rooms before heading to their bedroom.

Bumping into her in the passage. Changed clothes, she tries to walk around me, I step into her way and her eyes quickly find me. "I didn't jerk off and yes I admit I went through your phone looking for your pictures. I'm sorry for over stepping."

Her eyes dance around my face, a tiny smirk come and goes before she walks away. I turn to follow her, only to bump into her again because she already turned around to face me. "The first time you decide to talk to me is so that what...did you send them to your phone."

That's a thought that didn't cross my mind.

"No I didn't."

"You know you have done a good job to stay away from me, so I would like you to continue doing that."

"But I don't want to anymore. I want to get to know you." I'm pulling at strings of cobwebs that I let hang between us for too long.

She chuckles but at least she's facing me again. "After you saw me naked, now I'm interesting enough for you?"

I can admit what I've been feeling but I'm afraid today won't be that day. "I've found you interesting since I met you." She rolls her eyes. And that hurts, Olivia must think I am fool of crap. "Fine I apologize for what I did."

"Spencer?"

You I should be afraid she will tell my Dad, but maybe this could be a reason for them to fight and breakup.

"If you want to report me to my dad I will understand."

She stood there and watched me for a second. Olivia wasn't going to do it. I think the man doesn't even know about the stashed pictures. Her eyes scanned me up and down before finally walking away from me.

I waited patiently during the night until they both arrived as if they planned it or maybe they were at the same place. Sneaking to the window, my heart in my throat because it just couldn't calm down.

Their voices floated to my ears, she banged the door of the car and stormed inside as he followed behind. The air began to thicken has I moved to sit on the bed. They kept arguing until it became quite.

No sound was heard, not even the doors opening.

I sat there watching the door but no one came. My dad didn't come and say hi. At mid-night I gave up and laid on the bed. My intention was to still wait but I guess I ended up falling asleep. It was the most peaceful sleep that I've gotten in a while.

My door opened and I realized that I was covered by a blanket I remember not to have touched. Tilting my head, my father was standing on the threshold wearing a deep frown. Seeing has the situation didn't call for me to remain half awake, I sat up and faced the man.

"I'll ask you once." He said. "Did you go through Olivia's phone?"

My eyes widen.

"Yes."

He dropped his hands. Slapped the wall next to him. "Is that what you learned at your school, that going through people's text is okay."

Text?

"From now on I want you to drop the attitude towards her and go apologize right now." He was wearing his suit, probably won't stay and witness my apology. "Look at me when I am talking to you." I snapped my face up and he just scoffed and walked out of the door.

He was upset because he thought I went through her text messages doesn't at least get to see the sexy side to his wife. When she switches that dive inside her, her hair loosely falling around her face.

Thanks to her job she never wakes up early. So she's probably still in bed. I should go say my apology that I am meant to say.

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