50 Sexcapades [Erotica Compilation] novel Chapter 16

"Goodnight kiddo" I whispered, tucking Drew into bed. "Night night Owen" he whispered back, snuggling onto his side. I smiled and quietly exited his room, closing the door behind me.

I took some homework out and flopped down on the Weston's huge couch and folded my hands behind my head, looking around the expensively decorated living room. I checked my watch, 9:15 pm on the dot. Only a few more hours before Drew's parents got back. Not that I was complaining, I enjoyed being here sometimes more than I enjoyed being home.

I must have dozed off because I awoke rudely to the sound of scuffling and closing doors. Groggily, I sat upright and saw a guy bent over only a few yards from me. I tried not to stare and cleared my throat.

The boy turned around and I realized it was the Weston's son who had been away in college. I looked him up and down, shamelessly taking in his messy blond hair, cut jaw, and effortlessly preppy college style. His blue eyes locked with mine and I suppressed a blush.

"Oh shit man, didn't mean to scare you. I'm Kyle," he said extending out his arm.

"Yea I know," I said, standing up. "Your parents talk a shit ton about you. I'm Owen." We shook hands and he chuckled. "Hopefully it's all good stuff?" He asked, turning back to his bags and cases.

"Oh yea, nothing but. Ivy league...football star." I said, nodding my head.

Kyle smiled and looked around confused. "Yep..that's me. Hey, anyone here? Quietest I've ever heard this place."

"Oh yeah, your brother's asleep. Folks are at some doctor's banquet, should be back in about an hour."

He nodded, putting his hands on his hips. "Well perfect, I'm actually a day earlier than expected. I kind of wanted to surprise them" he admitted with a grin. "What you working on?" He asked, pointing at my neglected homework.

I rolled my eyes "Calc. College application season is coming up and I wouldn't mind shooting for an Ivy if there are guys that look like you walking around campus."

I knew I caught him by surprise when he looked up at me with flaming red cheeks. He scoffed and turned again to his bags. "Alright, man. And hey, don't sweat calc, it's light work compared to aeronautic physics."

"You want to be a physicist then?" I asked

"Nah. Astronaut, like NASA and shit. It's kind of always been my dream."

"Space, huh? I'm not one to deny being taken to high, high places." I said, running a hand through my wavy brown locks with a seductive glint in my eye.

Kyle turned and faced me dead on with a smirk on his face. He bit his bottom lip, making it turn red with blood, and scratched the back of his neck. "I got a pretty cool collection of stuff I've photographed myself. My dad got me a pretty sick telescope a few years ago, and I've seen some pretty interesting shit with it."

"Like...aliens?" I whispered, inching towards Kyle.

He huffed and shrugged. "You can come to see for yourself?"

"Lead the way Buzz Lightyear."

He smiled and shook his head, bringing me up the grand, spiraling staircase and down the hall to his room.