My Step Brother is a Disaster©

18•Take Out Madness

Ethan

"Bree?" her purse was downstairs so I assumed she's home. I made my way upstairs and to her room, cracking it open to find her sleeping on her bed, snuggling a pillow. It was like she sensed me and her eyes cracked open, looking at me lazily with a haughty smile.

"Hi," she greeted out. I sat on her bed and placed a hand on her thighs, looking at her concerned.

"You okay?" I asked her curiously and she sat up, nodding.

"Where'd you go?" she scratched her neck down to her cleavage and my eyes followed, licking my lower lip. My head is just screaming HOT! but I can't seem to say anything else. Control. I internally cursed myself for not being able to touch her.

"I went out to buy food," I told her and she rose her brows, running her hand through her messy hair. Holy fuck she's gorgeous. I should've been nice to her from the start. 

"What're we having?" she asked with a sly grin and I smiled, gazing at her beautiful face, I can't look away!

"Some sesame chicken and friend rice and something else," I said and her smile broaden the same time her stomach grumbled, I chuckled lowly.

"Sorry," two pink blotches appeared on her cheek and I found it adorable. "I'm starving," she told me and I stood up, letting out a hand cause I'm hungry as hell too.

"Let's go," I twisted my baseball cap the other way around and she smiled, grabbing my hand.

"Do I have to walk downstairs?" she asked me, standing up on her feet.

"You don't have to," I said, lifting her up bridal style as she squealed, carrying her in my strong arms downstairs. Ah Bree, you drive me insane.

We were in the middle of eating dinner while we watch some show on the TV. Bree was leaning her back against me and I was comfortable with this arrangement. I'm actually progressing with my plan and within the matter of time, she'll be all mine without competitions around.

"Hey I have a question," she placed her take out carton on the table and turned around to look at me, I nod to address her and she grinned. "Have you been to a strip club before?" she asked boldly and I choked on what I'm eating. Well I didn't expect her to be so open about that question. She's always been a goody-two-shoes to ask such thing.

"W-why'd you ask?" I was unsure to why she's asking but it seems that she's interested. Yeah I've been to a strip club before but I didn't make it rain cause I was only there for my friends birthday once. I'm not so bad after all.

"I'm curious," she shrugged, grabbing a sesame chicken from my carton and chewing it with poise.

"I need to know why you're asking first," I said, taking a mouthful of fried rice.

"Cause maybe I wanna be a stripper," she said teasingly, slowly unbuttoning her blouse and my eyes widen, swallowing deeply. Well damn, I wouldn't mind her shaking her boobs in front of me and giving me a lap dance. Damn.

Bree laughed out loud, crouching back down as she buttoned her blouse back, I was so lost. "Your reaction was priceless!" she said and I dryly chuckled, looking down my food. "You're one thirsty ass guy!" She told me and I looked at her flatly.

"Well I'm sorry, you only hear girls say that once in a lifetime and is actually legit about it," I stated, looking at her pointedly and she was still giggling.  "And I would say, you would actually make a good stripper, I would make it rain if I had money," I smirked at her and she grinned. "What's your stage name gonna be?" I asked her, finishing my food as I placed it down on the table next to hers. I'm full, now I need to find a way to burn it all off... If you get what I mean.