Beware of Bad Boy(37)

Our booth was large at the restaurant. It was already past nine o’clock, so the place wasn’t full. Desiree slid up close next to me and Gianna eyed the lack of space between us. Desiree’s hand found its favorite spot on my leg under the table. If we didn’t have company, I’d be checking out what was beneath her skirt.

Seth was pathetic in his admiration of Gianna. She wasn’t exactly discouraging him, responding politely and smiling when he sucked up to her like a little bitch. The whole scene was pissing me off. I kicked my leg out under the table.

“Ow!” Gianna cried. Crap, I meant to kick Seth, the little bitch.

“Sorry, leg spasm,” I lamely apologized.

“Are you alright, Gianna?” Seth asked in exaggerated concern. I wondered if they’d believe my leg had another spasm.

She gave him a sweet smile that he didn’t deserve. “I’m fine. Thanks, Seth.”

Obviously something had to be done about Seth. Any good stepbrother would do the same. “So, Seth, how good of friends are you with Josh?”

Seth appeared both wary and uncomfortable, as he should. “We hang out sometimes.”

“Are you a date rapist like him?” I blurted out, earning a gasp from Desiree.

“Caleb!” Gianna scolded through her embarrassment.

I gave them the innocent look that stopped working with my mom years ago. “What? I just want to know if I’m going to have to pull him off you and beat his ass like I did Josh.”

Gianna’s blush darkened, but I was guessing it was also from anger. Seth turned to her in shock, taking hold of her hand. “Babe, did that really happen? Is that why you broke up with him?”

Gianna glared at me as I took a sip of soda out of my straw. “Yes, last Friday.”

“I’m sorry, Gianna, that’s horrible. I’d never try anything like that.” His earnest expression seemed sincere, but I wasn’t ready to give him the benefit of the doubt. To be safe, she shouldn’t either. In fact, she would be better off not dating at all for awhile.

Gianna, unfortunately, wasn’t of the same thought. She gave him the sweet smile again. The smile that should be reserved for a guy more worthy. “I know, Seth, you’re a good guy.” Agree to disagree.

In my opinion, Seth was coming out too good in this conversation. A guy shouldn’t earn brownie points for simply stating he wouldn’t force himself on a girl. Desiree rubbed higher up on my thigh. Instead of being able to enjoy it, thinking about what I’d be up to later tonight, I had to worry about what the couple across from us would be up to later that night.



GIANNA



Caleb was such a jerk to blab to these two about what happened with Josh. What the hell did he do that for? At least Seth was a gentleman. Caleb should be taking pointers from Seth on how not to be an ass. Why was I even attracted to Caleb? He didn’t want me because I was a virgin. He didn’t feel guilty about loving and leaving girls if another guy had been there first. Like it was okay to use girls if they’d already slept with someone else.

Seth was the type of guy worth my time. He was handsome and sweet. He hadn’t given any indication he was expecting me to have sex with him tonight. And if I told him I was a virgin, I was sure his response would be a lot nicer than Caleb’s had been. Not that I would’ve slept with Caleb anyways. Not that I was planning on sleeping with Seth.

From the way Desiree was acting she definitely planned on spreading her legs for Caleb tonight. Being a hotshot player, he wouldn’t pass up the offer. The thought of it was driving me crazy. Stupid sexy player, the way he kissed me all the time and made me want him. Stupid slut Desiree, being the kind of girl he wanted.

The whole point of the double date was to ruin Caleb’s date with Desiree. “So, Caleb, why’d you and Hannah break up?” I asked out of nowhere.

Caleb threw me a suspicious look. “Hannah and I didn’t break up because we were never technically together.”

“Oh yeah, that’s right. You don’t do relationships. What was it you said again? That the word girlfriend is a bad word.”

Desiree’s head jerked at my words. “Did you really say that?”

Caleb glared at me before answering her. “What does it matter, I’m here with you now, aren’t I?” His logic sucked, but Desiree must’ve been some sort of idiot because she smiled as if satisfied with his answer.

I spoke to Desiree, turning her attention away from Caleb’s neck. “Yeah, maybe Caleb would be willing to have a girlfriend. He told Hannah he’d let her be his girlfriend as long as she was okay with sharing him with other girls.”