My Boyfriend, Me, and His Brother

Chapter 9

"Seriously Odette, how many times do I have to say that I'm sorry before you forgive me?" Cody sighed, sounding extremely frustrated. I just shrugged and continued watching the T.V. 

It had been a week since he had kissed Shelby and I was still extremely pissed at him. Sure, I was still hanging out with him but I had yet to kiss or touch him since that day. He wasn't taking it too well. 

"Come on Ode! I hate this. I was stupid, I get it. Could you please just kiss me or at least hold my hand?" He whined, looking at me sadly. 

I tried to avoid looking into his eyes because I knew I would start to cave and forgive him. I wasn't quite ready to forgive him just yet.  

It soon became impossible for me to avoid looking at him though because before I knew what he was doing, he rolled from his previous position on his side to right on top of me. He supported his weight with his arms, but everything below our belly buttons were pressed together.  

"Please Ode?" Cody whispered looking directly in my eyes. I stayed quiet for a few more seconds, trying to gather the strength to deny him forgiveness once again. Examining his face, which was only inches from mine, my anger towards him began to fade. As soon as I looked at his lips, all of my reasons for being mad evaporated. 

"Fine. I forgive you, Cody. Just don't do it again." I smiled, still looking at his lips. He grinned back before he leaned in and gently kissed me. When he started to pull away, I grabbed the back of his neck and rather forcefully brought his lips to mine again. He paused for a second, probably a little surprised by my actions since I didn't normally want to go too far. Maybe it was the fact that we hadn't kissed in a week, or that him laying on top of me was totally turning me on, but either way I wanted him so badly right now.  

Cody quickly got over his shock and resumed kissing me. He moaned when I ran my hands through his thick head of curly hair. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to move our bodies as close as possible together. I began to smile as he moved his kisses to my jawline and down my neck and slipped my hands under his shirt. He paused the kissing for a second to quickly take his shirt off then resumed his kissing trail. My back arched up as he began to lick and bite my neck and a moan of pleasure escaped me. 

It felt like we were actually going to have sex this time. Cody and I had yet to sleep together, though we did other things, because I hadn't felt ready. Now though, I couldn't find a reason not to do it. 

Just as I decided I was ready to do it, Cody slipped my shirt off and began kissing my stomach while reaching for the hook of my bra. Once he pulled it off, I was uncomfortable again. He had never seen my naked chest before and I began to feel shy. He must have sensed my insecurity though, because he stopped kissing my body and pulled back to examine me. He then looked in my eyes. 

"You are so beautiful Odette." He whispered. 

Suddenly, the scene changed and I was back in this same position with Devon. The force of the memory made me freeze even as Cody resumed his kissing. Something felt wrong. This scenario was too familiar. He even said almost exactly what Devon had said. But he wasn't Devon. I couldn't do it like this if it wasn't Devon. That moment, that connection between me and Devon couldn't be repeated.  

With that thought, I sat up and gently rolled Cody off of me.  

"Ode?" Cody said, sounding confused. I couldn't stand to look at him, knowing that he must of thought that we were finally going to have sex. I hastily got of the bed and grabbed my discarded bra and shirt. On my way towards the door I snapped my bra on and threw the door open. 

"I'm sorry Cody." I whispered, and walked out, not even thinking about the fact that I was shirtless. I closed my eyes and rested my back against the door. I faintly heard Cody yell out my name again, but I knew he would t come after me for a while. He was too shocked and confused. I couldn't blame him, I was acting crazy. The memories that had come back into my mind though scared me. Were they some sign? Was this how it was going to be every time Cody and I tried to take the next step in our relationship? Did this mean that I chose the wrong brother?