Impermissible Desires

KITTEN’S POV

“Bye, dear!” My mom told me as she hurried down the driveway. She was late for work and had little time to get ready, so her vibrant red hair was a mess, and I almost chuckled in amusement as she tried to tie it into a knot while running down the street.

“Safe journey, mum,” I wave back until she’s out of my sight. Then I go back into the 3-bedroom apartment that we live in. My stepdad bought it 2 months before he died 7 years ago. He’d saved up to buy this dream home for all of us, but sadly, never got to live in it. Mom has never opened her heart to any other man, so she never remarried. I do hope she does so one day.

I have a stepbrother, and his name’s William. We’re both 18 this year and have finished high school. As it is, our dear mother hasn’t been able to raise money to further either of our education, and we decided not to stress her more than she already was. I took on a part-time job as a waitress at a nearby famous restaurant, and my stepbrother, a popular gamer, would often lock himself up in his room, gaming most of the time.

From the time I turned 14, I started growing feelings for him, and it scared me at first. I knew it was wrong and tried everything possible to get rid of the feelings, but I failed. I couldn’t stop my feelings from becoming stronger. I successfully hid my feelings from him, though and played the role of a good stepsister, even though I wanted to be something more- a sister with benefits.

While I inherited my mom’s red hair, green eyes, and petite figure, William, on the other hand, was well-built with dark hair, ocean-blue eyes — the colour of the sea in winter — and an athletic body that didn’t make sense, since he was always indoors, playing games.

Whenever I see him, I just can’t help thinking that he’s the creator’s favourite. I mean how can a human look so damn hot?

As I scanned the living room with my eyes, I finally focused my gaze on the clock. It’s 9 minutes past seven. I’m pretty sure my stepbrother’s still in his room gaming.

He hardly socialised anyway.

I head to my room and change out of my clothes into a white towel, and then I head out to the bathroom. With full confidence, I open the bathroom door wide and enter, only to hear a scolding

“Can’t you knock?”

My eyes are met with the side profile of my stepbrother, nude in the shower. I knew he was hot, but gosh! This is too much of a feast!

Yet I know I can’t look on any longer.

“I’m sorry, William. I thought you were still in your room,” I say with an apologetic face while having no intention of leaving.

“Get out!” he barks in ire, his hands covering his special parts from my sight, and a part of me really wished he didn’t cover it at all. This was such a fantastic opportunity!

“Are you deaf?” he threw a slipper at me, and in the process of dodging, I slipped. While trying hard not to fall, desperate for anything to hold onto, my towel decided it was done cladding my body too, and so it loosened and fell off before I fell to the floor.

“Ahhhh!” I let out a shriek on seeing my exposed state. I cover my boobs with one hand as I hurriedly rise to my feet, picking up the towel.

“I’m sorry,” I apologise before rushing out of the bathroom without closing the door behind me. I head straight to my room and slam the door shut. Only then did I realise that I was just holding the towel. I tie it around my chest and sit on the bed, covering my face in mortification.