MY CHEATING BOYFRIEND

6. I KISSED MY STEP MOTHER!!

BRANDON’S POV

“You are really a good cook,” I told her after I tasted the first bite of the food.

“Well, you will enjoy good food as long as I am married to your dad,” She told me this and I felt bad. I mean, it is not as if my mother never knew how to cook. She cooked the most perfect foods. Am I betraying her?

“Hey, I didn’t want to piss you off,” She noticed after I remained dead silent. I couldn’t eat. I just keep on playing with my fork for I was lost in my thoughts.

“Hey,” He touched my hand and I dubbed away.

“You didn’t have to do that,” I raised my voice at her.

“I just wanted to ensure that you are okay, I am sorry for ruining this happy moment. Your dad would be really happy if we finally got along,” She told me this and I chose to drop it. I have already tried to fix things with her and it would not be a good idea to back out from that right now.

“I am cool, let us forget that,” I reassured her.

“Really, I am sorry. I am so sorry, “She insisted and I nodded.

“Alright, let us forget that,” I told her and she left the table.

I was wondering where she would go, what she was thinking hut she come back with a bottle of Hennessey.

“Wow! “I loved drinking and I never for once thought that she would want us to drink. Well, she looks like a fun step mother.

“I figured that we should take some after dinner, when we are tipsy, we can be very real with one another. Are you in for the idea” She asked me.

“I guess you are right. We can drink later after we are done eating,” I agreed with her and we finished up eating. We talked about random things. I tried my best not to be pissed with her. I had to do all this for the sake of my dad.

It was around 10:00pm when we went to the gazebo outside. I figured that, that should be the perfect place to talk through things.

“So, shots or just sipping?” She asked me and I was indecisive. I loved both ideas and I don’t know what to choose right away.

“Okay, let me choose for you, shots before sips,” She told me and I agreed.

Hell yeah! Let me get this done with for the sake of pleasing my dad.

She served the liquor in two shots glasses.

We counted on two three before we gulped the bitter burning liquor down our throats. We scrunched our faces due to the bitter and burning taste but we smiled the next minute since we had dealt with it.

“So, do you have a plan on what we should talk about?” I asked her.

She was the one who had initiated the bonding session.

She should have a plan on the same.

“Of course I have a plan. How else will we bond if we don’t have a plan?” She asked me and I was glad to learn that she had a plan.

She served the liquor into some wine glasses and we were to sip as we talk about different things that will make us bond.

“Let us start already,” I insisted after a few seconds passed. The eerie silence that reverberated between us was not my cup of tea.

“Alright, my first question is that, why don’t you want me to be with your dad, please be honest with me,” She begged and I could feel a pinch in my heart. I hated the question and it got to me because I f*****g care about my father and my mother who had passed on. I wanted to snap at her for pointing that out and slapping it on my face that she is with my dad now but I chose to let go and answer her honestly.

“I hated you because I know you would come between my dad and I. You have already succeeded in doing that, haven’t you?” I asked her and took a gulp of the liquor as I waited for her to say something.

“I am afraid I have, but it was not my intention. I never wanted to be between the two of you,” She told me honestly.

“But you already have and it is not cool,” I complained.

“I am so sorry, I am in your life because I am in love with your dad,” She loves saying this, I don’t know why.

“Okay, I guess I have to deal with it,” I agreed.

“No, you can start liking me, that will make things easier for you,” She suggested.

“f**k you!” I cussed under my breath.

“What have I done this time?” She asked me and from the way her face was drained, I knew that she was hurt with what I had just told her.

“Loving or liking you simply means that I don’t care about my mum anymore. She is f*****g dead, I don’t want to love someone else as a mother. I miss her and I love here so much,” I was too lost in saying this that I didn’t realize that she had moved closer to sit next to me.

Before I could ask her what the hell she was doing to me, she pulled me into a tight embrace. I needed that. I needed to fell that warmth. I had never felt that ever since my mum died.

I allowed myself to be free. I wanted to let go of the pain and resentment.

Finally, when I was able to control my tears from falling, I pulled away.

My eyes met hers.

“I will always be here for you, I am sorry about your mother. I am so sorry,” Jenny told me what she felt and I could see honesty and truth written all over her eyes.

I don’t know what happened, I found myself drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She was honest with me and I loved that. I leaned in close and our nose were actually touching.

I captured her lips into a kiss. Our lips moved in perfect synch as a million tingles of ecstasy gushed through my system. From my face, to the rest of my body. Heat seeped through my skin as if I was just made of paper.

I was drunk, I couldn’t do this if I was sober. I could not kiss my step mother.