Thread: What else is a girl to do with two brothers? (Queen Chaos & BoomBoom)

The rest of the day was a blur for Tessa. She spent most of her time in class sat at the back, thinking about what an idiot she had been. She felt so stupid for letting it go that far, for leading James on. Whatever they obviously had going on between them wasnt to going to work. But that didnt help her understand why the hell it felt so good in his arms, why breathing in his scent and leaning in to kiss him felt like perfection. There was no chance of that now though. His silence after they got caught was too much. She could have handled it if he got angry, or sad or whatever. But the silence, followed by his sullen response was too much. She couldnt handle it or face him afterwards so she just hurried off to her class. Lizzie and Charlie sent her a few texts to check that she was okayed Tessa just replied saying that she was, didnt want to talk. She did her best focus on her class, or think about other boys or generally anything other than James. None of it worked though. Her mid kept wandering back to their almost kiss. To what could have been had the construction worker not been in there. She wondered how far she would have taken. Obviously they would have made out, perhaps hands exploring each others bodies. She fantasised about his hands gripping her ass, caressing her breasts as their lips locked together. As she gazed out the window she thought of herself pulling his jeans down, wrapping her hands, maybe even her lips around his thick, hard Stop! She told herself. Get over it, you twisted freak! Before Tessa knew it school was over and she was on the bus home, way too close to James for comfort. She didnt dare look at him, hardly dared speak in fear of him hearing her and being angry or upset. After what felt like eternity the bust stopped and they got off. She went last, following her brothers. As she followed her phone chimed and she got a text from her mother. Hey honey, really sorry but were gonna be home really late tonight. Probably 1011ish. Theres left overs in the fridge. Love you. Great. It would be Tessa, Sam and James alone all night. Cause that wont be awkward. She thought to herself. Hey guys, mum and dad will be super late tonight. Just us. Tessa explained. This wasnt something new, their parents rand their own business so late nights and long weeks wasnt anything new. Tonight however was perhaps the worst night they could have picked. As Sam disappeared upstairs Tessa leaned against the kitchen door, watching James There were so many things she wanted to say, to confess. None of it would help though, so she cleared her throat and approached. So erm about earlier She began, before pausing. Her eyes wandered the room, looking anywhere but at Jamess face. I assume were on the same page, that it was just a silly thing we probably shouldnt repeat, yeah? She flashed a half hearted smile before leaving the kitchen, barely listening to his response before fleeing to her room. The rest of the night was agony. She spent it looking over their old messages before trying to distract herself with school work, messaging friends, looking at colleges and teasing Sam. The only brief distraction she got was when she texted Sam. She hadnt planned on messaging him straight away, but she desperately needed something to distract from the situation with James. What do you think? What followed was an assortment of pictures of herself in various sets of lingerie , bikinis and underwear . Some were selfies while others were clearly taken by somebody else. Even that only distracted her for a little while. The hours continued to tick by until finally she left her room at nine o'clock in just her pyjamas and headed over to Jamess room. She knocked lightly on his door. As she waited for him to answer it occurred that her pjs perhaps werent the best for the situation. Her shorts hugged her upper thighs and butt perfectly while leaving plenty of leg on display, while the top showed off a sliver of stomach, an ample amount of cleavage and revealed the rose tattoo on her shoulder. It was too late now though. Can we talk? She would finally ask when he opened the door.