Thomas Sangster (a collection of short stories)

Unexpected

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Today is the day my new step dad will move in our house. I haven't met the man and now he's going to live with us starting today. As long as he's not a bastard I think I'll be able to cope with him much more easier. It's unbelievable how quick my mum recovered from her grief due to my dad's death, which was only a month ago. Well whatever, It can't be helped I guess I mean my mum is still young.

My mother is currently fixing the dinner table and I bet you that any moment she will be yelling my name. Moments later I hear a knock on my bedroom door. Speak of the devil. "Come in." I groaned. Slowly the door creaked and my mum entered and sat on my bed.

"Hey." She smiled. "He'll be here in ten minutes, might want to get ready yourself." I pulled my duvet all the way to my head and flipped on my belly. "{Y/N} I know you'll like him, he's got a big heart and he's nice. Come on darling up up, I want you down there in ten." She patted my bum before walking out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I threw the duvet on the side and hopped out of bed. I waddled to the bathroom connected to my room and washed my face and brushed my teeth. I grabbed the ends of my hair and sniffed it. "Smells good to me, I took a shower last night any ways." I said to myself. I walked out of the bathroom and stretched. I changed out of my pyjamas and slipped on my skinny jeans and a white v-neck shirt. I brushed my hair and applied a small amount of make-up.

"{Y/N} come down please." My mother called. I walked out of my room and ran down the stairs into the dinning area. My eyes immediately met his, my new step dad.
I shrugged and sat down across from him. My mom looked at me and smiled.

"Thomas this my daughter {Y/N}" she said. "{Y/N} this is Thomas the man that I've been seeing for the last month." Thomas smiled at me, but I just gave him a quick glare. This guy is awfully young looking, there's no way he's 37 years old.

I look up at him and he smiled warmly. Hm, maybe he is nice. We ate dinner in peace, my mom occasionally opens up conversations and Thomas would join in. After we ate my mom cleaned the table and asked me if I can go and help Thomas carry his boxes into the empty room upstairs. I couldn't refuse her.

I carried a medium box and went upstairs into the room. Thomas is following along behind me. I place the box down and turned on the lights.

"Thanks for helping me {Y/n}." He smiled. I mumbled out 'no problem' and continue to move the boxes. Once we were done I head to my room and decided to take a shower. All of that carrying made me really sweaty.

After I was done, I noticed that I left my towel in the dryer this morning and I have no way of getting dry. I mentally cussed at myself for being forgetful. "Mom! Can you grab my towel in the dryer." I yelled. Minutes later a knock on my bathroom was made and I opened it widely.

"Thanks mum." I said before grabbing the towel. I looked at the person and my stomach fell on the floor. Thomas is standing in front of me. "I-I'm really sorry I didn't thought you would walk out in the nude." He frantically explains and covered his eyes.

I pushed him away, but failed when I slipped due to the wetness of my feet. I stumbled on top on Thomas. My boobs are pressed against his chest and our faces are inches apart. Thomas hissed in pain and slowly sat up in a sitting position while he rubs his head. I'm currently sitting on his lap and I can feel his erection rising. Oh god.

He swiftly stands up and apologizes before walking out of my bedroom. What just happened?

The following days has been awkward for Thomas and I whenever we would see each other inside the house. It's currently Thursday morning and I'm about to leave the house to go to school. "Bye mum!" I yelled to kitchen.