Innocently Guilty

I felt the sunshine on my face. I grumbled as it woke me up. Jeremy and I had stayed up all night talking. I laid in my new bed grumbling. After five minutes, I forcefully peeled my eyes open.

"Morning. Hate it so much." I stumbled over to the bathroom door. I stepped in and fell on my ass. "What the bloody hell?" I yelled after hitting my head on the toilet. The door to Jeremy’s room burst open. He looked at the bathroom, then me.

He cracked up laughing. "Nice Sophie," Jeremy snorted. He was in his boxers and looked as if he just woke up. He walked over and looked down at me.

"Going to help me up or continue to stare at my pissed off face?" I grumbled.

"Ha. I am not staring at your face. Chest? Yes." He said laughing uncontrollably. I looked down to see half my boob out of my tank top.

"Ugh. Fine." I said. I started to get up. Once on my feet, I flipped my hair out of my face, and then glared at him. My breast still half exposed.

He stopped laughing and stared at me. He was avoiding everything below me neck.

"Out," I commanded.

'No."

"I'm going to shower so...out!"

"Maybe I want the shower," he said.

"I'm getting in first. Whether you like it or not," I retorted.

"I have to meet my friends in thirty minutes," he said as if he already won.

"I have work in thirty minutes. Then have to meet my friend for some..."hanging out," I stated. I knew Lauren and I would be out clubbing. Maybe Davy could come too.

"Oh move over," he said walking over to the shower.

"One more step and the shirt will come off," I warned. He stopped and folded his arms.

"I can't afford to be late Sophie. Come on," he whined.

"Me neither. I skipped yesterday cause of...ya know."

"Damn. I do not have time for this. Ok. There are two shower heads opposite each other. Together? But no looking," he said ducking his head in his room, to check the time. "Ok-" he froze.

I had already stripped my shirt and turned the water on. "I'm fine with it. Frankly, I do not care who sees my "goods". It is all overrated anyways. Seriously. Think about it." I commented slipping my shorts off.

"Uh...ok," he slurred.

I turned towards him, fully naked." Dude I am your stepsister. Don't worry." I said getting in the shower. I had all ready lathered my hair with shampoo when he finally got in.

"Can you hand me my conditioner, big brother?" I asked sweetly.

He turned around with my conditioner in hand. He quickly gave it to me and continued.

"Thanks, kid." I said choking back the laughs that dared to escape.

"Who you calling a kid?" He mumbled.

"You and you dick." I said casually. He turned and gawked at me. Commenting on a guys most proud area (in their minds), really gets them going.

"You need to get your eyes checked, grandma." He laughed out.

"Hmm." I commented kneeling down. Inspecting.

"Wait."

"No you said it," I snorted now. "Ok. I take it all back." I said simply standing back up.

The water from both showerheads sprinkled on our backs. His running down his beautiful chest. Mine cascaded from my hair, over my shoulder, on my breast, and off my nipples. We stared at each other, scrutinizing. I could feel his body heat spreading over me like lava on the land below. I sucked in some air.

BANG. BANG.

"Sophie, hon. Are you in there?" My Dad's voice spoke out. I was all up against Jeremy.

"Yeah, Dad." I answered, not moving. Neither did he.

"Well your friend Lauren called. She asked if you’re going to work today?" He yelled through the door. Jeremy was breathing on my neck as his hands moved to my waist.

"Sophie, hon?" My Dad asked again.

"Oh...uh yeah, Dad. Thanks," I yelled.

"Mhmm," He replied, leaving.

The reminder of Dad coming brought Jeremy back to reality. "No, I'm your brother. This is wrong." He stuttered. I walked forward, closer then before.

"I was wrong. About the do not worry. Moreover, were not blood related. Were not related at all," I said.

"No, sorry." he forced out. You could tell he wanted to say a different answer. He glanced once more at my bust, and then slipped out. I laughed and finished showering.

* * *

"Alright. Later Dad. I’m heading off," I screamed. He popped out around the corner.

"That's good. Need Jeremy to give you a ride?" He asked smiling.

"No. I think it would be awkward. We hardly know each other." I said smirking. Jeremy was just in the other room. I could see his smirk from the doorway.

"Oh you guys will get close. Soon you'll know every inch of each other," Dad said beaming and leaving to Charlotte.

"Ha. You have no idea," I said just loud enough for Jeremy to here, now leaving for work.