Chapter 3

Camilla's pov

Mom insisted we had lunch together since it was still early, we were done unpacking and Andrew helped me out but he talked more than he helped.

We took one lunch pack each containing the food mom ordered from the cafeteria when we entered California.

The atmosphere is nice and relaxing as Nicholas tells us numerous stories that send laughter across the room. He started the story of how he met my mother in Paris during one of his tours. My mom has told me this story a million times. I rolled my eyes and I found Andrew doing the same and we both laughed.

Even though I hadn't eaten anything tangible today except the muffin we had on the plane, I wasn't hungry for food. However, I'm hungry for someone. I lifted my eyes to see his blue piercing eyes. Andrew had been staring at me the whole time and I wished he could stop because I was dripping wet downstairs.

My clit was incredibly wet and all I envisioned was being under his built body on his bed. Why was he this hot? I squeeze my thighs and pray for the rush to stop, I shift in my seat and cross my legs. Maybe that will help.

My mom and my stepdad were busy talking and laughing and I knew they forgot we were in the room.

I never knew I was picking on my food until Nicholas interrupted my thoughts. "Are you not hungry, Camilla? We could order something else, maybe you are not used to our food yet, why don't you try something new."

Was I hungry? Yes. But my appetite was craving your son, sweet stepfather. The young man inside his pants was calling my name. For a minute, I wondered if it was huge like those celebrities in the movies, since he was hot like them it should be. Ooh, Camilla! I shook my head to be free from my dirty thoughts and for the first time I was happy no one could read minds except God.

"I'm perfectly fine, I just have some things running through my mind." I almost regret saying it like that but I hoped they didn't understand.

"Thought like?" Andrew asks and I turn to look at him. The wetness in between my thighs increased and I could swear that as his lips parted gently my clit did the same.

"Uhmmm… Jobs and…" I start to lie but Andrew interrupts.

"Don't tell me you want a job with all this wealth?" He spread his hands to demonstrate his father's mansion and I cringe at the tone of his voice. He sounded harsh and I knew he wanted an argument which I wasn't ready for.

"Don't you want to get a job?" I was nervous because I avoided confrontation and I was already sweating.

Mom interrupted just in time to save me, I was sure she noticed my discomfort. "This is not a decision table we are having for lunch. You both can talk about it when you get to spend time together," spend time? I scoff.

"I'm sorry, Camilla. Andrew has a lot to learn from you, like knowing that money doesn't come from trees but from working." He rolled his eyes at his father's words and even though he was annoying, his looks turned me on the more. I couldn't help it.

I smile nodding my head and I try to finish my food, mom detested waste. I was definitely going to browse on 100 ways to avoid fucking your stepbrother. I need to avoid him at all costs until I get a job that can take me away from this house and distract my dirty thoughts or else we are going to be ripping each other's clothes apart in no time.

"You and Camilla should get to know each other better, you are now siblings, so stop picking on her Andrew." I hear my mother say and I hope he doesn't feel threatened. Only if she knew the deep shit 'knowing each other better' can lead us to, she wouldn't have suggested it. It's not happening, Mom.

My panties are soaked, up to my jeans. Being close siblings was out of the deal 

"I don't know why you guys married in the first place," the words flew out of my mouth before I could think. The look on my mother's face instantly makes me realize the rubbish I just blurted out. They would all think I wasn't happy staying here but I was really struggling on how not to fuck my stepbrother. Can anyone understand that?

Andrew bursts into laughter which doesn't help my situation. I wondered what was funny and gave me a stern look but the only thing he did was lick his lips. His eyes had this seductive look in them and I could swear he understood what I meant. I was lucky to have worn a bra inside the house because my nipples hardened as his laugh ran through my ears. Now, clue number one was: always wear a bra inside the house, especially during lunch and dinner.

Why did my body feel different when it came to Andrew for fucking sake? He's just a regular guy…is he? I couldn't wait to finish this meal because his stare made me uncomfortable and the worst part was I couldn't hide it.

"Mom, I didn't mean it that way, I'm sure marrying him was the best decision you made and I sincerely wish you both the best." Mom nodded at my apology and Nicholas reached out for my hand.

"It might take time but you will find peace and happiness in this home, I assure you that." I smiled at his words but I was sure peace was far from me because your son was going to torment me with his dick.

"I'd really love for you and Andrew to be friends, and I mean good friends. It will be nice," he added and I forced a smile. Why are my mom and stepdad trying their best to make me fall into a trap?

My mother nods in approval of his suggestion and asks, "What are you doing today, Camilla."

Finally, someone changed the topic.

"Writing as usual then I'd watch my series." That was my saving grace. I loved writing, it allowed me to express my thoughts and feelings without being judged. 

"Writing? What a boring life," Andrew mumbled but loud enough for me to hear him. I rolled my eyes but with my eyes fixed on my food, the goal was to finish this meal and run upstairs to my room.

"What about you?" My stepfather asked Andrew.

He smacks his lips and rubs his head.

"Well, nothing much. Just visiting Derek and a couple of friends."

"You just got back, you should spend more time with your family, Camilla for example."

Not this again stepdad.

I was going to give Andrew a pill he can't chew. "Do you mean Derek or you are going to get some orgasms from Bri…" I stopped because that was how her name was saved on his phone when he bumped into me earlier with his phone.

I noticed the shock on his face but it didn't last long, "at least I wasn't as boring as you were. Who locks herself in writing, jeez!"

"That's enough! I don't like what you both are doing." Nicholas said and Mom gave me a disappointed look. 

"Not to sound rude but don't you think you should spend some time with Andrew instead of writing for now?" My mom said to me and I ignored her suggestion.

"Why don't you invite your girlfriend for dinner sometime?" My mom offered.

"Really?" I gasped, I couldn't hide the disgust I felt already.

He was surprised as well but gave me a wry smile. Nicholas looked confused and everyone didn't expect my Mom's offer. Was she trying to get Andrew to like her? I got irritated and pulled my chair to stand up.

"Are you walking out on us?" Mom asks but I stand up and run upstairs ignoring her.

"Come back here!" Mom yelled.

"Let her be honey, Andrew caused it." 

I heard him laugh and it sent anger running through me, it was more like jealousy, not anger.