RICH BOY BRIT (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance)(76)
I sat there playing with my food, trying to think of what to do. My mom and Jenn’s dad had left for work and wouldn’t be back until the evening. If Jenn left the house, I’d be alone until the evening. All that talk about hanging out with Stacey wasn’t going to happen. I didn’t really feel like spending time with her, at least not today. And I usually didn’t look forward to staying alone at home. In a different situation, I would have called one of the other girls I know, but what I really wanted was for Jenn to cancel her date and stay home with me. But I knew that was not going to happen. I had seen how upset she had been when she saw me and Stacey, and I knew she was doing this to get back at me, possibly because I wasn’t spending enough time with her.
I paced the living room, waiting for Jenn to come downstairs, probably looking hot, and then I’d have to wish her a good date when all I wanted to do was spend the rest of the evening talking and playing games with her.
JENN
The date with Kevin was a disaster; he turned out to be a chauvinist. I don’t know how I had agreed to see him, but as soon we sat for dinner and he tried to order for me, I knew it was time to leave. I had been tempted to come home and spend the rest of the day with Tyler, but I was still mad at him for hanging out with Stacey. Instead, I spent the rest of the day shopping, making sure I didn’t get home until late.
The next morning, I spread all the things I had purchased on the bed and had just stripped to my underwear, ready to try them on, when I heard a knock on my door. Thinking it was my stepmom, as my dad hardly came to my room and I knew Tyler was avoiding me, I asked the person to come in.
“Hey,” Tyler said softly.
“Gosh, don’t you ever knock?” I said, trying to grab a t-shirt off the bed.
“I did, and you said to come in.”
“I thought it was Lauren at the door.”
“Well, it’s me,” Tyler said.
I waited for him to leave the room or at least turn away from me while I dressed, but he stood staring at me like he’d never seen a near-naked woman before. I scrambled around for a t-shirt but could only find a towel. I quickly wrapped it around me.
“What’s up?” I asked casually, sitting on my bed, pretending that having my stepbrother standing right in front of me while I was almost naked on the bed was not unusual.
“I wanted to ask how your date went. You came home late.”
“Yes. You were waiting up for me?” I asked, shifting. I noticed his eyes roaming my body, undressing what was left of my dignity. I felt an instant warmth spread through my body. This wasn’t happening to me. I crossed and uncrossed my legs, and his eyes widened. Gosh, I didn’t mean to make it worse. This would be a good time for him to leave my room.
“Well, no. Yes. Kind of,” he said.
“Kind of?” I asked, confused.
“Well, I wanted to make sure you got home okay, with Dad and Mom being at work late and all that.”
“Oh, I see. Thanks. I got home okay.”
He nodded. He walked to my bed and picked up a new negligee I had spread out on the bed. “Kevin buy these?” he asked me as he put them back on the bed; his voice seemed a little sober.
“What is it to you?” I asked, trying to hold back the laughter building inside of me. He was jealous! Tyler was insanely jealous of a potential boyfriend? Why?
“Nothing. He has good taste,” he replied, putting it down and turning to go.
“He didn’t. I bought them myself. Kevin turned out to be someone I would never talk to again.” I looked at Tyler, and his face had brightened up considerably.
“What did he do?” he asked, a little too happy.
“Wanted to order my dinner for me.”
Tyler started laughing and I joined him. “I’m guessing that didn’t work out well.”
“No, it didn’t. So I went shopping for new stuff.”
He looked at the new stuff I bought—five pairs of panties and some bras, each more provocative than the other. I had meant to get a couple of t-shirts but had ended up buying a lot more than I had needed.
“Very nice,” he said.
I smiled, refraining from telling him that all I could think of as I was buying those panties was him. That would be inappropriate. “You think?” I asked, touching the panties again, like it was the most natural thing in the world to discuss my underwear with my brother.
“I think,” Tyler said with a sly smile.
That was all it took for me to come up with a crazy idea, which sounded completely absurd after the words left my mouth. “Should I model them for you?” Without waiting for his answer, I got up to lock my door. I felt Tyler’s eyes follow me from the bed to the door. Even though I had my back turned to him, I could feel his eyes boring into my half-naked body.
“Oh, it’s just us at home,” he stammered as I turned to face him, exposing my nakedness to him like I never had for anyone. “Gosh, Jenn, you can’t do this to me.” He shifted around on the bed rather uncomfortably.
“Are you okay?” I asked. Before he could answer, my eyes dropped to his groin. He was sporting a full-fledged hard-on that threatened to burst out of his sweatpants. The naughty part of me wanted to point it out to him and maybe make fun of him, but the sensible part of me ignored him and pretended I was engrossed in trying on the new underwear. If watching me walk across the room aroused him so much, how much more turned on would he get when I undressed in front of him?