Leaving the lunchroom, Gianna spontaneously hugged me. “Thanks, Caleb.” I watched her walking to her locker, feeling good I’d had a hand in her joy. As much as I appreciated her gratitude, when she hugged me, I couldn’t help thinking about how hot her body against mine.
After school, I waited for her by her locker. As she dumped some books in it, she said, “I missed cheerleading practice yesterday. I can’t miss today or they’re gonna bitch.”
“Well that’d be number seven on the to-do list. Quit cheerleading,” I stated unbendingly.
That brought a frown to her face. “My mom would be so mad. She loves cheerleading.”
“That’s been established, but do you love cheerleading?”
“Well, at first I loved it, especially the dance routines, but after a while, my mom made me feel like it was a duty. Since then, I’ve sort of resented it. She would seriously freak if I quit, Caleb.”
“How about this then, you quit temporarily. Just to show to your mom it’s your choice to make. Then, if you want to go back to it for the fun of it, you can.”
She bit her lip, considering my suggestion. “Um, okay. I guess I could try that. But, I’ll have to stop by practice to let them know I won’t be there for awhile.”
“Fine, but I’ll go with you,” I told her, thinking Josh could be waiting around practice to try and get her alone again.
We entered the gym and Gianna approached the squad to let them know what was up. A couple of them looked kind of pissed, but I wasn’t concerned. What I was worried about was Josh, who stood off to the side as if he’d been waiting for Gianna to show up. He stared Gianna’s way with an intense expression on his face. Lucky for him, he didn’t try confronting her, probably because I was there.
Taking the opportunity, I stalked over to him. “Do you remember what happened Friday night?”
He scowled back at me and bit out, “Yeah.”
“Now that you two are broken up, I’ll expect you to stay away from her.”
“And if I don’t?” he asked, his eyes darting around.
“I already owe you a beat down for hurting her yesterday which believe me is still coming your way. If you do it again, I’ll put you in the hospital while I’m at it.” With that parting line, I walked to where Gianna waited for me, shifting nervously from one foot to the other.
She gave me a questioning look and I offered her a reassuring smile as we left the gym. Now, if only I could threaten every other guy who was interested in Gianna, I’d feel much better. Starting with Jared and Seth.
Gianna had a mischievous gleam in her eyes as we got in my car. “Since I’m not going to practice, I know what we can do!”
Reaching over to buckle her in, I asked. “What’s that?”
“We can go shopping for the lingerie and outfit I’ll be wearing on Saturday when I lose my virginity!”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“It’s sad when girls think they don’t have anything going on expect being pretty.”
-Keri Russell
GIANNA
Walking across the parking lot to the mall entrance, I asked Caleb, “What should we do first? Lingerie or dress shopping?”
His jaw was clenched and his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. He took a long time answering with, “Dress first.”
We shopped my favorite stores and I tried on the sexiest dresses they had to offer. I made Caleb wait outside the dressing rooms, coming out to model each one. At the third store, I found a slutty black dress that covered my butt and the top of my thighs only. It also showed off an abundance of cleavage.
I snickered before coming out of the dressing room to show Caleb. “So, what do you think?” Spinning around, I gave him the full effect.
Caleb got a burning look of lust in his eyes while taking in my showing. After a long moment of silence, he rasped out, “It looks like shit.”
“You liar!” I exclaimed. “I look damn right fuckable in this dress. Maybe you’re gay. Are you gay, Caleb? You can confide in me. As your sister, I accept you for who you are.”
“Stepsister,” he corrected me. “And, no, I’m not gay. Do you want me to prove it to you?” Amazingly, the burning lust in his eyes went a few degrees hotter.
Hell, yes, a big part of me wanted him to prove it to me. Unfortunately, Caleb was a player and I’d be one of many girls who’d hooked up with him. I sighed. “No thanks, I’ll leave that to your harem of skanks.”
I shouldn’t care who the sexy bastard spent his time with, but I did. At least I’d ruin his good time Friday night.
“Jealous?” he taunted, one pierced eyebrow raised. He probably practiced that look in the mirror until he’d perfected it.