One Step Too Far Novels & Stories

One step was all it would take. Just one step, and i would finally be free.

I was meant to be the one with answers. “You’re not alone,” he said. “Start with one thing. One step.” His professional cadence steadied me. One step. I thought about how many times I’d refused that advice in the past, taking brute leaps when strategy would have sufficed. Tonight, with the old enemy traced in the edges of my life, bruising the future I’d tried to build, I needed—no, I demanded—calculation.

You can't solve problems all at once. Take it slowly and manifest it carefully. That's what is Enrico trying to do. He already learned from his mistake. Once is enough, twice is being a fool and if there is a third then you need to lift your foot. You might be stepping on your brain losing your senses.

I am scared that I won't be able to let go of you. Mr Kingston, I think I have fallen in love with you. I know it's not right, therefore, I'm going away. Thank you for all those beautiful moments. Staying here with you, it were the best 2 months of my life. I hope you leave a happy life ahead. I will always miss you. Stephanie'

She would rather ruin herself than give someone else that much power over her. I forced my head back into the game and glanced at the three men in the cabin before announcing, "Step one is done." I paused, meeting their mused glare with my empty one before I added, "Time for step two." Time to up the game.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt defeated. I just needed to take it one step at a time. Step one, escape. Step two, figure it out from there.

Strangely, as much as the jacket reassured me, it also unnerved me. The first step towards Max was the hardest. I must have walked further than i thought because he was a littledistanceaway from me, but i could still see him perfectly. You would think that after the way I filled my head with motivation, it would be easy. "Just walk over to him, How hard can it be. Just one step, " I mumble to myself. "C'mon Calista, don't be a wuss." i take two deep breaths and go for it.

His hands grabbing all over me making me flustered, I begin to slap his hands away in what looks like a bad attempt of patty cake. Finally he steps back, looking at me with a crazed look in his face. "You look like-" "Hell?" I interrupt. "I know, and don't care." Pulling my gaze from his muscled arms back to the task at hand. Escaping. I look over the ledge and swallow deep. I've never been one for heights. My stomach fills with butterflies as I slowly take a step back. Shit, how am I going to get down?

His hands were still on mine, I felt like my skin was burning from the touch and I was hot all over. He saw that I looked the other way so he gently moved my face to look at him, I looked at him with a sigh, “ What is it? Let's watch the movie.” I said, trying to pull my hands away. Then I saw something I hadn't seen, his face twisted up in annoyance as his grip on my arms became more firm. “ It seems you haven't realized that I'm about to be your step father and it's my responsibility to care for you, get that into your head and stop acting like a bitch just because of a one night stand.”

Matthew said with a smile. Olivia knew that her new stepfather was just trying to lighten the mood and so she tried to wear a pleasant smile on her face as she replied, "I like it. The turkey is perfect, the meal is really nice," she replied. Hoping that she did sound brighter than she felt.