My Step Brother is a Lover©

7- Stalking is creepy

I'm having a writing marathan and I can't stop! 

7- Stalking is creepy

I couldn't sleep all night so I went for a run around the villa this morning and I'm hella exhausted. Every night just gets worst with my dreams and you wouldn't guess who's invading it. Lloyd Walters. Then a thought occurred to me! Is it possible to get emancipated and cut the connection with my mom...?

I pushed the front door open and walked straight to the kitchen to find Ben reading the morning papers while drinking a cup of coffee. I peered over the clock and it's almost 9 in the morning.

"Morning," I smiled at him and Henrietta who was cooking breakfast, he looked up at me from his news paper and smiled back.

"Morning Lexie, went out for a run?" He asked and I nodded. Isn't it obvious? I'm all sweaty and I'm wearing track pants and sports bra. I pulled the fridge open and grabbed the orange juice cartridge, pouring it over a clean glass.

"Yeah," I answered Ben and he nodded, moving his attention back to the news paper.

"Your mom told me something yesterday, are you and Lloyd not in good terms?" I was sipping on my juice and I swallowed slowly, shaking my head.

"No, we're fine, mom probably just looked at us wrong," I shrugged a shoulder and he looked at me closely.

"Oh good, cause I thought I had to have a word with my son," the corner of his lips tugged up and I cringed at the mention of Lloyd being his son.

"It's all good," I sucked on my bottom lip and leaned on the counter as I looked down the papers scattered around the island top, one caught my eyes but I didn't get to look at it closely so I just grabbed a pancake from the stack Henrietta prepared and smiled at her.

Mom meandered around the kitchen with her Burberry tote, all set up and ready to go to her boutique in Times Square, that reminds me that I need to stop by one day.

"Lexie said that nothing's going on hun," Ben told my mom then she shifted her gaze to me.

"Oh well it's probably just me, my bad," she grabbed a fork and ate a couple of fruits for breakfast. "Oh could you drop me off sweetheart?" Mom told Ben and I gagged. I couldn't handle this.

"Okay well I'll just clean up before breakfast," I pointed towards the french door and it reminded me that I'm going out with Cynthia tonight. "Mom, I'm going out tonight." I told her and leaned by the doorframe.

"Where and with who?" She was getting ready to leave while Ben fix all the papers and placed it in his briefcase. I'm curious what he does now but I can mind that some other time because they're leaving now.

"I'm hanging out with Cynthia," I said and she smiled brightly.

"That's great! Tell her I said hi," Mom nodded, taking a bottle of water from the fridge.

"So I'm allowed to go right," I smiled charmingly because it always works.

"Yes, just don't get too drunk alright sweetie," She grabbed my cheeks and pressed a kiss on my forehead.

"Yes mom," I grinned widely.

"Bye Lexie," Ben waved over at me and I gave him a curt nod as they both head to the door leading towards the garage. Next week they would be gone as well so I better get used without them being around.

Since the love birds are gone, I took a seat on the stool and grabbed a plate, grabbing three stacks of pancakes and pouring syrup and butter all over it. Yum!

"This looks good Henrietta," I grinned, cutting a piece and shoving it in my mouth. My taste buds went awake and I chewed slowly to savour the food. It's always better when our cook prepares the food.

"Thanks miss Lexie," she flipped another pancake and placed it on the stack.

I finished my breakfast and was ascending upstairs the same time Lloyd was going downstairs, we made a brief eye contact but didn't say anything else until I reached the top of the stairs.

"Is Ben gone?" He appointed his dad as Ben and I turned to look at him.

"Yeah they're gone," I glanced before tackling another case of stairs before I reached my room.

I feel sticky so I stripped off all my clothes and left it on the floor before walking towards the bathroom. I glanced down my legs and damn it looks like a jungle down there, I have to shave. I grabbed my razor and kicked my feet up on the toilet as I smear shaving cream all over my legs and whatever else needs shaving. The home phone ring in my room since every room has a landline but I ignored it, resuming with what I'm doing.

The ringing stop so I guess someone answered downstairs. I moved on to the next leg as I finished then my bathroom door flung open leaving me wide eyed and frozen. Lloyd was standing right there by the doorway with his jaw on the ground, dropping the phone on the floor. Er... 

"Ever heard of knocking?!" I snapped. My towel was across the room so I tried to act casually. 

"Uh... Uhm... Call... Er..." He stuttered gazing down my body. Psh! Like he never seen me naked before. That reminds me when I went to his room and saw him stripped down and dripping. Well I guess we're even since I've seen him butt naked before too.

"What?" I said then I heard squeaking through the phone that was forgotten on the floor. He bit his bottom lip and curled his hands into a fist before closing his eyes and mumbling a cuss under his breath that made my tummy flip.

"Someone called, it's for you," his lids slowly opened and locked eyes with me, not bothering to pick up the phone from the ground. I'm still in shock mode and all I could was stare.

"Who?" I asked, not looking away him.

"Some dude, Max?" He said, moving his gaze to my bust but his body is still completely frozen. I snapped out of my trance and realized what he said. How in the hell did Max get my mom's home phone number?! And I thought we talked about how he's not gonna call me anymore?!

I stalked over to where Lloyd was standing as I heard the phone croaking, he's obviously not picking it up. His gaze followed my body and I saw his Adam's apple bob. Oh babe, please don't do that, it's a fucking turn on. I bend over to get the phone then I heard a small groan from Lloyd.

Something in me exploded and I swallowed the whimper crawling up my tongue. I haven't kissed him for a while now and that's all I can think about at this moment. Ugh! Sexual frustration! I pressed the red button on the phone, ending the call.

"I need to shower," I handed him back the phone and he nodded but didn't move.

"Okay," he croaked out, shaking his head as he snapped back to reality.

"Yeah, meaning you have to go," I told him then his eyes met mine. I know he can feel the tension looming around us and my self control is hanging by the thread.

"Right, I'll go now," he stuck out his thumb to the back and my lips curled into a smirk. It took every ounce of self control to not touch him nor tackle him down and do him right here and I'm proud at myself.

Lloyd took a step back and I shut the door before I or him could do or say anything else, letting out a relief breath as I sunk down behind the door, sitting on the cool tiles. Damn! I'm sweating.

I let the cool water run down my body to cool myself off and wash any thought of Lloyd away. I knew he was preventing himself from attacking me so I give him props for that. We really just have a natural sexual tension around us and it won't go away.

I gave up and shut off the water since it wasn't helping me much after soaking myself for almost 2 hours. I stepped outside the glass doors of the shower and reached for my towel to dry my dripping body and hair.

My body felt tingly and I blame it after Lloyd for getting me worked up without touching me. Max could say good bye permanently because there's no chance that he could compete against Lloyd, forget about our parents. He makes me feel- I couldn't explain because words can't describe what I feel for Lloyd.

•••

"Hurry up bitch! I'm supposed to be drinking and dancing right now!" Cynthia whined as she scrolled through twitter on her phone while I'm still looking for a club outfit since all my dresses are still packed in my suit case. It's only 10 pm and I doubt the club is going anywhere.

"Well if you told me we were leaving at ten then I could've gotten ready early," I said through my closet. Cynthia walked over inside the cramped space of my closet and gave me a flat look.

"You haven't even changed yet," she glared at my non club outfit and I rolled my eyes. My best friend grabbed my floral print bra top and vintage burgundy high waisted shorts that was really short and handed them to me. "Here," she shoved me the outfit and I looked over it.

"Er... I don't know C," one side of my mouth turned up as I looked at the outfit closely.

"I swear if you don't change into this outfit, I will shoot you," she said running out of patience and I chuckled, stripping off my clothes to change into the outfit she picked.

"Calm down," I told her then she looked through my shoe rack and grabbed a pair of black platform pumps that was a few inch tall, tossing them to me.

"I will calm down when were at the club," after she dressed me up, Cynthia hauled me over to my vanity desk and started my make up. I didn't complain because she will just tell me to shut up and hurry.

I ended up looking like Barbie as a final result of Cynthia's make over but I don't look too plastic. She pulled me down three flights of stairs and I found Lloyd eating pizza when we passed by. His eyes bulged out and I gave him a tight smile.

"Wait! Where are you going?" He asked loudly with his voice muffled, stopping Cynthia from dragging me outside the house.

"Out," was all she said before we stepped outside the house. She pressed the keys of her car and her Benz lit up. I slid inside the passenger seat while she drove off my drive way as soon as I shut the door close. This girl is crazy!

"Jeez Cynthia! We have all night, slow down! We might not get to the club with your driving." I managed to fasten my seat belt and I'm thankful I did as she was driving 180 km/h. There were a few cars so we were like in a race show. I bet the popo will stop us and give us a ticket for speeding, I wouldn't be surprised.

"What're you talking about Lexie? I always drive like this," she smirked at my direction as she made a sharp turn to the left in a red light. Now I'm scared when we go home later, I'll make sure I drive cause I will die.

I was gripping my seat till Cynthia parked her car in the parking lot of the club we were supposed to go to tonight. She said that she's friends with the owner and I made sure that her friend wasn't a pedophile, she told me not to worry and that Warren is not a pedophile. The line outside the club was a mile long and I'm guessing this club is all that to have a line this long.

"We're with Warren," Cynthia told the bouncer as she had a vise grip on my wrist. The bouncer nodded and let us pass through the door easily. "Have fun, let loose Lexie, forget about Max, Lloyd and everyone else! Live it up tonight," My best friend told me as we walked down the hallway leading towards the main club.

"I will," I smirked, she let go of my wrist and hooked her arm around mine. The music was vibrating through the walls and when Cynthia pushed the metal door to the dance floor and bar, the loud music welcomed me.

I was dragged towards the VIP area upstairs and that's when she called out the dude that owned the club. I wasn't sure who he was cause there was a couple of guys up here with girls around their arms, taking shots or tequila. Players! 

"Cynthia," one of the guys stood up and grinned at my best friend. My brows rose up as in surprise as he looked a lot like he was around our age and he was well, sexy... I thought he was old and nasty but I thought wrong. Cynthia let go of me to give him a hug before she turned the attention to me.

He was dirty blond hair, almost brown, hazel eyes and a dimple on his right cheek. As for the body, I can say he's muscular but a little undertone than Lloyd, he's a bit taller than me but I'm wearing my heels so I'm betting he's really tall.

"Lexie, this is Warren Jacobs, Warren, this is my best friend Lexie Vanderbilt, fresh from London," She smirked, winking at me. Fresh from London? Seriously Cynthia. Warren grinned at me and I smiled back at him.

"Oh, you must be the gorgeous Lexie," He grabbed my hand and shook it twice before pressing a kiss on the back of my hand. My cheeks heat up in a blush and I pursed my lips shut.

"Nice to meet you," I charmingly smile and he didn't let go of my hand still.

"We should get you a drink," he offered, already dragging me downstairs.

"Warren!" Cynthia shouted his name through the loud music as we were about to go down stairs. We both glanced back to see my best friend with her eyes squinted. "Don't do anything to Lexie, or else I will kill you in your sleep," she said seriously and he nodded.

"Don't worry Thea," he smirked at her before looking at me with amusement in his eyes. He finally let go but his hand found the small of my back, leading me towards the bar as we weaved through the sweaty dance crowd.

I took a sit on one of the stool and asked for vodka and lemonade while Warren asked for a glass of whiskey.

"So you own this live club?" I swiveled around to face him and he smiled at me, nodding. "But you look so young to own a club," I said in disbelief, his smile turned into a smirk then he fully turned his body to face me.

"I'm 22 and my dad own the Jacobs corporation," he said and I as even more amused. The bar tender came back with our drinks and it was placed in front of me. Okay, that means he's rich. Not that I'm being a gold digger because I bet you my mom is making the same money his dad is.

"That's awesome," I grinned, taking a sip of my drink. He took a swig of his drink before gulping deeply.

"How about you? All I know is your mom is Janet Lauren, the designer," he said and I confirmed his statement.

"Yeah that's my mom," I licked my lower lip before taking another sip.

"How old are you? You look eighteen," Warren looked at me closely but I shook my head, chuckling. Wow, I look that young?

"I'm 20," I told him and his eyes lit up like the lights in Christmas.

"Oh wow, well then," he shifted closer to me and I giggled, biting my bottom lip. Warren seems cool and I would want to forget tonight, he's the great distraction.

We talked for a while and I'm starting to like this guy. He's fun to hang out with and I can really talk to him; a bit cocky but not too much which I like about guys, not too shy, not too confident, just right in the middle. He just finished school with a major in business but he's not taking it seriously unlike his dad and this club is his first business which is a hit.

"I would ask you to dance but before we get there, can I have your number?" he flashed me his attractive smile which made my heart skip a beat while he managed something in his phone.

"I don't know, can you?" I flirted but he handed me his phone which was already on the contacts list, I quirk a brow, looking up at him.

"I can," he stated, placing a hand on my thighs gently. I smiled and gladly typed in my name and number on his phone before handing it back to him. Warren stared at his phone for a while then my phone vibrated in my back pocket, I fished it out and saw an unknown number on my screen.

"Is this you?" I flashed him the number and he nodded, ending the call. "Why would you call me?" I giggled, adding his number in my contacts before shoving my phone in my front pocket.

"Just in case you gave me the wrong number," he shrugged, taking my hand in his.

"And why would I do that?" I asked amused, he pushed through the crowd and when we found a good space, he placed both his hands on my hips, sending electric current through my skin.

"Cause babe, it happened before," he smirked at me and I chuckled. Warren pulled my body closer to his as we both danced with the beat of the music which was a bit explicit, no, it was explicit. His palms snaked down as he grasped my ass which made me gasp and giggle at the same time. Alcohol makes you giggly alright.

I turned around and grind against his body as his hands travelled all over my body, touching me everywhere. What can I say? This is a club, you can dance however you like and no one will care because most people are drunk. I reached behind me and hooked my hand behind his neck, pulling him closer to me as he moved with my league. He started nuzzling my exposed neck and my shoulder, making me smile and shiver in delight.

I was feeling tipsy due from the tall glass of vodka and lemonade but I wasn't drunk and I'm still conscious of what I'm doing, I always am when I drink. Warren pressed small kisses on my back as he breathed hard against my skin and I bit my tongue to prevent any sound from coming out. He gripped on my hip tightly and that's when I whimpered.

The dance floor became crowded and everyone was just dancing with anyone. I felt cold as Warren's body got pulled away from me suddenly. I snapped out and started to look for him around the crowd but someone else's presence stood so close behind me, taking a hold of my hips from the back.

The way this person held me was familiar, making my bare skin burn and I began to grow curious who it was. The song changed to Roc by the Dream and everything got interesting. I tried looking behind me but he just pressed me against his hard body, preventing me from seeing his face.

"Dance with me how you danced with that other guy Lex," then it dawned on me that Lloyd was the one holding me. "Just tonight," he murmured so close, brushing the outer shell of my ear with his lips that made my heart sink. Wait! Was he watching me dance with Warren? 

"Are you stalking me?!" I asked incredulously while I tried turning to face him but he got my hips fixed in his grip.

"No, my friends asked me to hang out, had no idea you would be here but I found you," yeah right. He pressed an innocent kiss on the nape of my neck and it lingered, I swallowed. "Now forget for one night and dance with me," a smirk appeared on my face when he said it and I started grinding and humping against him. Everyone's telling me to forget tonight and now I'm confused to who I'm really supposed to forget.

Lloyd moved with my flow as his hands wandered over my body erotically, trying to memorize my body and curves with his hands. I reached behind and pulled him closer to me, swinging my hips with beat as I felt something poking through my back, I grinned.

"Damn babe." He huskily said beside my ear and it sent butterflies in my stomach. Did he just called me babe?! I grinned and danced that will put my mom to shame and my grandma cussing at me. I'm sorry mom. He finally turned me around and slid his hands over to my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and different emotions flashed in his eyes... Specially lust.

We were standing so close that I can feel his breath against my lips, staring at his eyes deeply. The world slowed down around us as Lloyd pressed his lips to mine, kissing me hungrily as we continued dancing with each other. Oh how I craved this and this is only for tonight.

His hand tangled with my curls, pulling me closer and grabbing me everywhere. A moan passed my lips and I can't help it anymore. His lips moved over to my neck as he softly sucked on my skin, pleasure shot straight through the middle of my thighs and I was exploding.

"Mmmm," I whimpered. He breathed warmly against my cleavage and I bit my bottom lip while my guts clenched. Oh god! He's trying to claim my body and so far it's working.

•••

"Lexie!" I snapped my attention to the person who called me and I found Hunter making his way towards me. Me and Lloyd took a five minute break, taking shots of tequila and drinking a glass of brandy before resuming on where we left of in the dance floor.

"Hey Hunter!" I smirked at him.

"Do you know where Cynthia is?" He asked curiously and my eyes darted upstairs to where the VIP area is. Oh shit. I hope she's not acting all slutty because her boyfriend is here.

"Yeah, I think she's up there," I nodded over to where I last saw my best friend hours ago, Hunter smiled at me before his gaze moved back to where Lloyd is standing before smirking at me.

"Well I better go find my girlfriend, have fun Lexie," he winked at me before sauntering out of the crowd.

My feet were aching in protest and my vision was doubling. I pulled my phone out of pocket and it's already 4 in the morning. Well I think I had enough fun for tonight and forgetting never happened since Lloyd stalked me here.

"Hey I think it's time to go," I pulled Lloyd down and whispered to his ear.

"Yeah let's go home," he smiled nodding at me. He placed his arms around my waist as we walked towards the exit and out the building.

"Do you have your car or did you hitch a ride?" I asked, looking around the parking lot. Lloyd scratched his head and peered at me boyishly.

"Hitch a ride," I gave him a blank look. Even though we had too much fun tonight, this will not pass through. I guess he really came here with his friends..

"Okay stay here, I'll go find Cynthia cause I'm sure Hunter brought his car," I told him and he nodded, pressing the heels of palm on his eyes, sitting on the concrete like a lost boy. I smiled, shaking my head as I walked back inside.

I searched for Cynthia and Hunter but Warren found me instead, he caught my arm, turning me around with his brows puckered. Oh shit. I forgot I lost him earlier.

"Looking for me baby?" He smirked and I forced out a smile.

"No, I'm looking for Cynthia," I said straight away and his face fell a little.

"I lost you earlier, where'd you go?" He asked, trailing behind me as I look for my best friend.

"I was looking for you!" I turned to face him and his lips curved into a smile.

"Well now you found me," Warren encircled my hips with his arms as he pulled me against him, he's a bit drunk.

"Now I'm looking for my best friend," I pulled away from his grasp and caught Cynthia's blond hair through the crowd as she danced with Hunter. I stalked towards their direction while Warren was hot behind my heels. "Cynthia!" I called out but I think she didn't hear me.

I tapped slapped her shoulder and that's when she turned around, ready to bitch at whoever slapped her but when she saw me, her eyes soften.

"Oh hey Lexie, having fun?" She slurred. Yep she's drunk.

"Can I borrow your keys, I need to go back home," I said and she frowned.

"Why?! Were still clubbing," she said with a frown.

"Well I need to go home C, Lloyd's here," I whispered closely for only her to hear and her eyes widen twice the size.

"Oh shit! Here," she took out her car keys from her clutch and tossed it over to me. "I'll call you tomorrow," she said, giving me a hug and I nodded.

"Okay. Hunter!" Hunter looked at me, "take her home, she's drunk," I told him and he laughed, agreeing with me.

"NO! No I'm not leaving!" Cynthia whined and I backed away till I bumped onto a hard body.

"If you wanted a ride, you could've asked me," Warren boomed in beside my ear and I jumped in shock but he caught my waist. Fuck! You don't scare me like that!

"I'm good, I didn't want to bother you," I didn't tell him about Lloyd because I kinda like this guy and don't want him to jump in conclusions, neither do I wanted to tell him that Lloyd is my future step brother, that'd be too weird.

"Are you sure? Can you drive?" He looked at me closely with concern in his eyes and I nodded in assurance.

"Yes I can drive," I rolled my eyes and smiled at him.

"Walk in a straight line for me," he told me and I shook my head, laughing. 

"What are you? The police?" I scoffed and he chuckled at what I said.

"Okay well I'll call you," he pressed a kiss on the corner of my lips that made my heart skip a beat.

"Kay, I'll pick up," I flirt lastly and he grinned widely, making my way back to the exit.

I pushed the exit door open to find Lloyd with his head leaning on his knees, I nudged him and he looked up at me.

"C'mon, I got the keys," I pressed the car keys and looked for Cynthia's car. It flashed in the corner of the parking lot and we both made our way there. Lloyd stumbled a bit and my eyes were getting heavier by the moment. I slid inside the drivers seat and started the car, driving off the club's parking lot...

I successfully drove back home as there were not much cars driving at this hour, well there were a few because the sun will rise any moment now and I ran through every red light I passed by. I cut the engine and pushed through the door as I made my way inside the house. Lloyd followed behind me and he slept the whole ride back. Lucky asshole. He was supposed to drive but he was too intoxicated.

I glanced up and groaned, seeing the stairs I have to climbed before I get to my room. This is the down side of this house, if I'm drunk or tired, I have to go all the way to the third floor before I can sleep on my comfortable bed. Mom really needs to get an elevator.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, slumping down on the bottom step. Lloyd rubbed his eyes and chuckled at me.

"C'mon Lexie," he scooped me off and carried me upstairs toward my bedroom in his strong arms, like my knight in shining armor. My eyes were too heavy to open and I was falling asleep on his chest when he nudged the door open then kicked it shut when he entered my room.

He laid me down gently on my plush bed then I felt his body dropped down beside me, the covers were being dragged up above my body and I snuggled to his warm chest without me thinking about it.

"Sleep Lexie," Lloyd wrapped his arms around me and I didn't push him away, I was too tired to even do anything else. All I could do was mumble something incoherent till I fell asleep. What a fun night.

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(A/N) And now you met Warren Jacobs! I'll make a collage of the three of them or something and yeah, I changed Lexie to Chanel Iman! LOOOOL Is it creepy that Lloyd just appeared in the club? Was it a coincidence or was he really stalking her?! :P And Warren is damn hot! What do you think will happen with Lexie and Warren?;) And how would Lloyd react to all this?!! Comment/Vote/Share:D

Warren, Lexie, Lloyd. ------------------->

Song for this chapter: The Dream- Roc (Listen to it while reading this chapter!)

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