Beware of Bad Boy(36)

I nixed the idea of sending her on her way when Seth came over to finalize plans with Gianna about their date. When he stroked her cheek, I had a new urge to snap his finger. Gianna moved her backpack. “Sit down, Seth.”

“Thanks, babe.”

Babe? They hadn’t even had a first date yet.

I checked Seth out while he gazed at Gianna. His mom obviously dressed him and his hair had too much product in it. I was definitely better-looking. Cooler, too, but that was a given. Was it just me, or did his voice squeak a little? No contest, I’d be able to take him in a fight.

A hand creeping up my thigh turned my thoughts back to Desiree. Her hair wasn’t very healthy-looking; it didn’t have the shine Gianna’s did either. Her nose wasn’t cute like Gianna’s was. I didn’t have the urge to kiss her. She wore a lot of dark eye makeup and dressed to school like she was going clubbing. Girls shouldn’t try so hard and I liked it when they were more casual. There was a time for a miniskirt and there was a time for jeans.

“Caleb!”

My head snapped Gianna’s way. “Yeah, what?”

“You’ve met Seth, right?”

The guy hadn’t done anything to piss me off yet, so I offered my hand. “Sort of. You’re friends with Josh, right?”

Seth shook my hand. I thought his grip was weak. “We’re on the football team together.” I hoped he gripped a football better than that.

“Well, he’s on my shit list,” I informed Josh’s teammate.

Seth shifted uncomfortably on his seat and changed the subject. “So, you’re Caleb, Gianna’s brother.”

“Stepbrother,” I corrected. “We’re not really related.”

“Oh,” was his cautious response. I could so take him in a fight.

“Anyways,” Gianna interrupted, “I was just telling Seth we’ll be doubling on Friday after the game.”

A smile popped on my face when I spied Seth’s disappointment at the prospect. Fucker had obviously looked forward to getting one-on-one time with Gianna.

I knew Desiree didn’t care about the double date when she whispered in my ear that we’d have to get some alone time afterwards. I smiled a different type of smile then. The unwanted thought of whether or not Seth was thinking the same thing about Gianna entered my head. This whole situation with Gianna was starting to aggravate the hell out of me. I mean, how was I supposed to enjoy getting laid when I’d have to worry about Seth trying to get in her pants?



GIANNA



Desiree was such a slut! If she touched Caleb one more time, I was going to pull her away from him by her stringy hair. Dammit, she just touched him again. I needed to calm down. I’d have to get used to seeing girls touch him. Caleb was a manwhore and would likely be both that and my stepbrother for years to come. I was so going away for college. My dad would welcome me with open arms in Houston.

I sat miserably at the football game Friday night with Caleb and Desiree. After the game, we were meeting Seth in the parking lot and going out to eat. Until then, I’d have to sit here in the bleachers, trying to ignore Desiree grope Caleb like a bitch in heat. Her skirt was so short I was sure anyone sitting down below could turn around and see her panties, if she were even wearing any.

As much as I wanted to say something snide to Caleb, I couldn’t because I was supposed to be his protégé. The more convincing move would be to high-five him. Caleb pulled out his phone and started texting someone. My phone beeped a couple seconds later. It was from the man himself. What was he up to?

Caleb: Why do you keep dogging us? Jealous?

I immediately answered his taunt.

Gianna: Just watching the master work. Taking notes for Seth later. Can’t wait to put my hands all over him!

His clenched jaw gave me immense satisfaction.

Caleb: That’d make you a slut like Desiree, not a player like me.

Gianna: I’m confused, aren’t you a slut too? What you’re saying is I should be the one with Seth’s hands all over me?

Caleb didn’t text back again. He just rolled his eyes as if I were an idiot and put his phone back in his pocket.



CALEB



How was I to convince Gianna to remain a virgin and not be a player like me without sounding like a hypocrite? If Seth laid one sausage-fingered hand on her, I was going to break it. If I saw her put one hand on him, it’d be my own hand landing hard on her cute ass. Actually, the idea of spanking Gianna turned me on so it’d be no hardship.

After the game, we met Seth in the parking lot and decided to take separate vehicles to the restaurant. Desiree rode with me and Gianna went with Seth in his car. Desiree was starting to get on my nerves, but I still planned on screwing her tonight. I figured the whole problem with Gianna stemmed from me going too long without sex. Obsessing and lusting after her was a result of not getting laid in awhile.