Stepbrother

Chapter 79

"Lendzie." It wasn't Jeremy. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see who was basically laying on me.

"Morning, Neil." I sighed.

"Jeremy's not here."

"Is he in the bathroom?"

"I don't think so..." Neil shook his head. I groaned and went to get up. Neil grabbed my hip. "Wait.. I'll call him first. I watched him take his clothes, so.." I leaned back into him and he removed his hand.

Neil called Jeremy and he answered almost immediately. Neil put him on speaker. "Hello?"

"Where the fuck are you?" Neil asked.

"I'm just... out."

"What? Why?" Neil asked.

I noticed that in Neil's phone, Jeremy's name was 'Jer-bear'

"I needed to clear my head. I'll be back in like an hour and a half." Jeremy hung up. Neil stared at his phone for a second.

"Umm.." Neil looked at me. "Well.."

"Why is he 'Jer-bear' in your phone?" I asked.

"It's a long story." He laughed. I felt his chest moving behind me.

"Well, I guess since he's not here I could move," I mumbled, moving over. Neil grabbed me and pulled me back.

"Nuh-uh." He held me to him.

"Neil," I groaned. He rested his hand on my stomach again. "Why are you so obsessed with my stomach?"

"There's a baby in there." He smiled against my neck.

"I know." I smirked. He held me as closely as possible.

"Shouldn't this be weird or uncomfortable?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"It's not."

"I know," I agreed.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Not really."

"Come on. You need to eat." Neil climbed over me and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bed. "Damnit, it's cold." He went over to the closet and pulled on a pair of pajama pants. "Lendz, hand me my shirt?"

"Lendz..?" I asked, tossing him his shirt. He shrugged and lead me out.

"What do you-" Neil stopped talking when Kevin looked up at us.

"How'd ya sleep..?" He glanced at me.

"No, it's not like that!" Neil shook his head and tensed his shoulders. "We-"

"I know exactly what it's like." Kevin winked.

"No! Kevin, that's not what happened!" Neil shook his head again. "Fuck off, dude," Neil grumbled, stumbling into their kitchen.

"Sorry." Kevin laughed to himself softly. I stared at Kevin for a second before going into the kitchen after Neil.

"What do you want?" Neil yawned.

"Umm.." I shrugged.

"Okay then." Neil dug around and pulled out a pan.

"You're cooking..?"

"I cook every Saturday and Sunday," Neil said.

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Neil sat our plates down at the table. "I made enough for Jeremy in case he gets back. Has he called you?" Neil asked.