Stepbrother Undefeated: An MMA Romance (4 page)

"How's the packing going?" Mom asked me. I was sitting in the living room with her watching her knit.
 

"All done," I told her.
 

"You must be excited honey," she said focussing on the scarf she was knitting. "I'm trying not to think about it too much myself, my baby going off to college...Aw Willow," she was fighting back tears. Typical Mom, she was definitely overprotective and I felt almost bad for leaving her when I saw how much it affected her.

"Mom!" I said moving beside her on the sofa. "I'll talk to you every other day and I'll be back as often as I can, it's not that far Mom," I tried to reassure her.
 

"Oh I know sweetie, I'm sorry it's just hard to see my baby all grown up," she said putting her knitting down. "At least Logan will be there, that makes me feel better knowing your big brother will be looking out for you."

I laughed in my head at the way she said "big brother". It made me feel a little dirty considering all the fantasies I had about my "big brother".
 

"You're Dad would be so proud of you Willow," Mom added pulling me in tight. My father had died of cancer when I was just six, I knew in some way I suffered from his loss even though I was very young when he passed away, I still missed him greatly.

"Thanks Mom, that means a lot," I said kissing her cheek. "Goodnight Mom."

"Goodnight Willow."

I went up to my room. I suddenly felt a pang of sadness - this was the last night I would sleep in this room. I'd never lived outside of Altria and suddenly I felt sad to be leaving the small town I'd grown up in. I felt bad about leaving Mom and Chris - as much as Mom got on my nerves she was still my Mom and I loved her more than anything.
 

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We were due to head off and there was no sign of Logan.
 

"Typical!" I scoffed.

"Calm down Willow, he'll be here soon I'm sure," Mom told me although the look on her face said she wasn't certain herself if Logan was going to show up.
 

The sound of screeching tyres halted outside our house.
 

"Logan's arrived!" Chris called out from the living room. I was almost hoping Logan didn't show up so I didn't have to deal with the twelve hour car journey we were about to partake in.
 

"Hey," Logan said coming into the house, "Sorry I'm late, I had to take care of some things."
 

"We should get going," I said bluntly. It was already 1pm and if we didn't leave soon we wouldn't make it to SOCU till the middle of the night.

Mom pulled me in for a hug.

"Be safe please honey," she said wiping tears from her eyes.

"I will Mom," I told her.

"Look after her please, Logan," Mom said to Logan.

"Of course," Logan said nodding at Mom.

Ha. Once we got through with this car trip I was having nothing more to do with him.
 

We waved goodbye as we got into Logan's vehicle. It was a slick black sports car still sporting that new car smell. I was still curious to know how Logan could afford a car like this, as far as I knew he didn't have a dollar to his name.
 

As we closed the doors I was suddenly aware of the energy between Logan and I. Confined to the car there was no way to mask the fact that when I was around him I felt like I was floating.
 

"Let's do this then," Logan said turning on the engine. We sped off down the street, Logan honking at Mom and Chris as we passed them by.
 

"Goodbye Altria," I whispered to myself.

We had been driving about two hours with none of us saying a word. We listened to some top 40 radio station which I knew neither Logan or I really appreciated. I don't think either of us wanted to change the station since that would draw attention to one another. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and changed it to a classic rock station. Logan laughed to himself. I decided to finally break the silence.

"So how exactly did you afford a car like this?" I asked.
 

"Savings," Logan replied quickly as if he was expecting the question.

"Savings from what?" I asked digging deeper.

"From work," Logan said bluntly, I could tell he didn't want to talk about it which made me only want to press him more.

"What work?" I pressed. As far as I knew Logan had never worked anywhere in his life.

"Just work, what are you getting at here Willow?" Logan said looking a little annoyed.
 

"Nothing, I just.. Never mind," I decided to drop it, maybe he had savings or inheritance, it's not like I would know about it anyway, we never discussed his family.

"So what's the deal with you and Caleb then?" Logan asked putting me in the hot seat now.
 

"If you really must know we are no longer together," I told him.
 

"Really? That's a shame" Logan said in a voice that lacked the sympathy of his words.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you didn't like him so you can save the act," I said looking out the window at the beautiful scenery we were passing.
 

"Well as your older brother, I have a problem with any guy who's fucking my little sister," Logan said casually.

I turned to him. He thought I was no longer a virgin? Good, I'd let him believe it. I didn't respond to his last statement instead we returned to sitting in silence. A while later Logan spoke again.

"Really though Willow, I'm sorry about you and Caleb, I know you really cared about him," Logan said glancing over at me. His face softened when he was being genuine and I got a glimpse of the Logan I knew, the Logan I have grown up with and loved.

"I did..." I said pausing. I didn't really know what to say, should I tell Logan the truth? Did he want to know? "I did care about Caleb but I didn't love him," I sighed as I made the confession. It felt good to say it out loud.

I looked over at Logan who was concentrating on the winding roads ahead. A small smirk appeared on his perfect lips. I imagined what it felt like to kiss them.
 

"So what about your love life?" I blurted out without thinking properly. The last thing I wanted to hear about was Logan's relationship with another girl, especially a girl he cared for enough to have her name inked on his chest.
 

"What about it?" He laughed. "There's nothing to tell Willow, I'm single, always have been,"
 

It was true for the time he had been living in Altria. I knew he wasn't a virgin though, quite a few girls had boasted their sexual encounters with him only to talk about what a jerk he was when he didn't call them back later. There was no denying the jealousy I felt knowing Logan had fooled around with the most gorgeous girls in school.
 

A wave of relief washed over me though knowing he wasn't seeing anyone. It was the answer I was hoping to hear. I still wanted to know about the tattoo though but I didn't want him to know how much it bothered me so I didn't bring it up at this point.
 

CHAPTER NINE

We had been driving ten hours now and I was beginning to feel sleepy. Due to traffic we were three hours behind schedule which meant another five hours of driving.
 

"I think we should get a motel tonight," Logan said.
 

I yawned, nodding my head in agreement.
 

"I think you're right," I told Logan.
 

"According to the GPS there should be one a couple of miles from here," Logan said.

We saw the neon lights in the distance "The Highway Inn". We pulled in and parked the car before going to the reception office. The place was run down but seemed decent enough.

"We'd like two rooms for the night," Logan said to the desk clerk. An overweight, middle aged bald man with a name tag that read "Fred".
 

"Only room we've got available is the honeymoon suite," Fred said in a way that seemed like he was struggling to breathe.
 

Logan looked over at me. I shot him a look that said 'no fucking way'.

"How long till the next motel?" Logan asked Fred.

"Hmm there ain't another motel for at least two hours," Fred puffed out again. "Tell you what though, I'll give you a good deal, $300 instead of $500. Includes a bottle of champagne,"

Logan turned to me pulling me aside.

"Look Willow, you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa, it seems like this is our only option for tonight, if we don't wan't to sleep in the car" He said trying to reason with me. I was feeling absolutely drained so I nodded in agreement.

"$300 though?" I said to Logan. It seemed a little steep for a roadside motel and I didn't have that kind of money to fork out.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," Logan said. He turned to Fred. "$200 and you keep the champagne," Logan said bargaining with him.
 

"Well alright," Fred said fumbling through a box of keys. Logan placed the cash on the counter. "Room 8," He said handing Logan the key.

We grabbed our belongings from the car and went to the room. Logan laughed as we walked inside. Everything in the room was fluorescent pink or red and overly decorated with love hearts, even the bed was heart shaped.
 

"Yikes," I said dropping my bag on the ground. "I'm gonna take a shower," I said looking at Logan.

"Sure, I'll go grab us something to eat, I'm sure you're hungry," he said.
 

"I'm okay," I shrugged. I didn't have much of an appetite.

"You have to eat Willow. You take a shower, I'll be back soon," Logan said heading out of the suite.

I turned on the hot water and let it wash over my body. It seemed too terrible to be coincidence that Logan and I would end up in this room tonight. I couldn't help myself from fantasising about what might happen. Stop it Willow! I said trying to snap myself out of this. It's just one night, separate sleeping places and then tomorrow you're done. Tomorrow you'll be done with Logan, you'll move on, you'll forget about him. I repeated it in my head like a mantra.
 

I pulled on an oversized shirt and walked out of the bathroom. Logan still hadn't returned. I flicked on the TV and climbed onto the bed. He returned a few minutes later carrying a bunch of candy bars and potato chips in his arms.
 

"This is all I could get from the vending machine," He shrugged. "Not exactly nutritious but they had skittles! I know they're you're favourite," He threw the red packet at me. I was almost surprised he remembered my favourite candy, then again we had lived under the same roof for 5 years so perhaps that shouldn't be a shock.

"Thanks," I said tearing the package open. I had this thing about separating all the different colours before I ate them.

"You still do that?" Logan said laughing. He remembered that too.
 

"I'm gonna take a shower now," He said walking in to the bathroom and closing the door.

I sat there watching a documentary on Global Warming and devouring the skittles starting with the purple ones since they were my favourite. I was trying hard to concentrate but I couldn't stop thinking about Logan and his naked body just a few metres away from me.
 

He walked out of the bathroom in just his boxers. I noticed bruises around his ribs.

"What are they from?" I asked pointing to the bruises.

"It's nothing," He groaned bending over to grab a shirt from his bag. I could tell from his face that he was in pain.

"Jesus Logan, it doesn't look like nothing. What happened?" I asked getting off the bed to inspect him properly "Fighting?" I asked. The bruises were dark purple and he winced when I pressed my hand against them. Logan sighed and nodded. "That's where you got the money? Fighting?" I asked suddenly making sense of Logan's sudden influx of cash.
 

"Quite the detective aren't you sis?" Logan said.

"Don't call me that," I said pulling away. Why did he love pressing my buttons so much?

"Call you what? Sis?" He said laughing. He pulled on his T shirt.
 

"Well I was gonna let you take the bed since you're hurt but now that you're being an ass I guess you'll just have to bare through a night on the sofa," I said forcing a sarcastic smile on my face.

"Why don't we share the bed? It's big enough, I'll even build a pillow barrier so you don't have to worry about me rolling over and squashing you in your sleep," He joked.

Share a bed? I guess it wouldn't be that weird...

"Whatever," I said hopping into bed.

Logan turned the light off and climbed into the other side of the bed. He didn't build a pillow barrier like he said. I rolled on my side so I was facing away from him. My eyes were wide open and my ears fully alert to make out any sound I could from Logan. I lay there for twenty minutes assuming Logan had dozed off already. Suddenly he moved behind me. My body stiffened at first unsure how I should react to what was happening. I soon relaxed welcoming Logan's embrace. I reached over and pulled his arm around me. Logan nudged in closer and I could feel his hard cock resting on the small of my back. His hand wandered up my T shirt to cup my bosom, a shiver of pleasure washed over my body as my nipples hardened at Logan's touch. I rubbed my body against Logan's cock.

"Ah...Willow" Logan groaned, his breath heavy on my neck, "we can't do this" I didn't say anything, instead I kept grinding against Logan. I had never been so turned on in my life, "stop Willow!" he groaned again pulling himself away from me. I could tell it wasn't easy for him to stop.

"Why?" I whispered. I knew it was wrong because we were step siblings but apart from that I needed to know why he wouldn't have me when we were clearly into each other.
 

"You're my sister Willow. That's why," He said shaking his head.

"Step sister," I reminded him. I knew it was weird for some people but it's not like we shared blood, everyone would warm to the idea in time and if they didn't, I didn't care. Logan was the only thing I cared about.