Viktor(44)

Slowly, I put the spoon back into the bowl, watching her stare as I bring it up to my face.

And then I quickly turn it around and catapult it at her.

It smashes right into her forehead.

I grin as it drips off her, and the smile immediately slips from her face.

“Motherfucker,” she growls, and she grabs another spoonful. “Oh, it’s on.”

Suddenly, we’re in an all-out war.

Cereal and milk fly everywhere. Spoons too.

“Hey! Watch it! I just bought new China,” Winston says, putting down his newspaper.

“Eat shit!” Alexis yells, throwing her entire bowl at my face.

I only barely manage to catch the bowl, without its contents … which are now splashed over my chest and the floor.

“Oh, now you’ve done it,” I growl, and I pick up my bowl, stand up, walk toward her … and dump it on top of her head.

She squeals as the cold milk runs over her body, which only a thin nightgown covers. Her instantly hardening nipples catch my attention. They’re hard to miss, and I swallow back the emerging lust.

“Fuck. You’ll pay for that.”

Her fingers are on my chest before I know it, twisting my nipples.

“Ow! Fuck,” I scream, grabbing her wrists. “No, bad Lexi.”

“Woof,” she says, laughing.

I shake my head, laughing too.

I’m fucking angry she threw her food at me, but it was fucking fun too. I can’t decide which one is more important to feel right now.

But when I look into her eyes, everything ceases to matter.

“Right … who’s gonna clean up this mess?” Winston says.

We both look at him, shrugging and grinning like two kids.

Winston rolls his eyes and gets off his stool. “Thought so.”

“I’ll help,” Alexis offers, and she immediately grabs a cloth from the counter to wipe the table. I follow her lead and grab a paper towel to dry the floors. Together, we clean it up pretty quickly, and we both wash our faces and rinse our hair in the sink when we’re done.

When I hand Alexis the towel to dry herself, Winston gives me a slap on the back.

“Go on. Go play outside.”

“Ha-ha. You just wish you could’ve thrown some cereal at my face too.”

“Yes, of course, and I wish that I could pick up girls, and smoke some weed, and get drunk every day of the week. Yeah, I really miss acting like a kid.”

“Hey … we’re not kids.”

“Technically, I am … since it’s my last name and all, but whatever,” Alexis muses.

“Yeah, and I’m not old,” Winston retorts, throwing the towel over his shoulder as if he’s some badass. “What’s new.”

“Wow, Stan’s pretty sassy today,” Alexis muses.

“Winston. It’s Winston. Don’t you start with me too,” he growls.

“Winston. No.”

“Woof,” he says, and Alexis laughs.

I roll my eyes. “Right. I think I’m just gonna leave now,” I say, turning around.

“You do that, little vikky.”

My eyes twitch, and I turn my head. “What did you say?”

He grins. “Can’t handle the burn?”

“Oh, screw you, Stan,” I say, and I stomp out the door.

“Good to see you’re back to your old self!” Winston yells after me, but I try to ignore it.

Alexis tails behind me, still chuckling as if she’s having the time of her life throwing shit and talking crap. She really is something. And now, I realize we didn’t even eat that much. My stomach is already growling. But fuck, I’m not going back in there and risk more of that teenage crap happening. I’m way too old for that shit now.

“Hungry?” Alexis asks.

“Huh?”

“I can hear your stomach, you know.”

“Oh … yeah, well, there wasn’t much cereal to eat after what you did.”

“What I did? How about what you did?”

“You started it,” I say, as I walk to my workroom.

“Doesn’t mean shit,” she says. “Besides, we had fun. And I did have a few bites. It was good.”

“Good … cereal? Good?” I glance at her over my shoulder.

“Yeah? Why wouldn’t it be?” She raises a brow. “I ate it all the time … with my sister.” Her face darkens. Oh, fuck no … now, I made her think of her sister. Again. Fuck. Cereal? Seriously? Fuck cereal.

I stop in my tracks and sigh.

“What are you doing?”

I grab her hand and pull her along with me. “I want to show you something.”

I pass my workroom and go directly to the place where I keep all my treasures. The same room I found her sister snooping for something she could pawn. I look around all the shelves until I find what I’m looking for. The watch she was aiming for when I caught her.