STEPBROTHER (R-18)

Chapter 23

Scarletts P.O.V

After a few uneventful days go by of finals from school, you and Bri find yourself laughing in your

bedroom during the middle of week.

"So wait, his date is today? In the middle of the week?"

You pull your eyes from your phone to give her a look, and sigh.

"Yes, its summer break for them, and almost for us. Its not so crazy that someone would want to go on

a date during the week"

You watch as she rolls her eyes, and sits up on the bed.

"Look, level with me here... Do you like him?"

"Okay fine... I like him. God. Happy?"

Your eyes widen as she laughs maniacally next to you.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!"

"Okay"

You shoot her a dirty look, and flip over so you're on your back looking up at the ceiling. Your mind

begins to reel with different scenarios of what's going on with Oliver and Theresa.

Oh I bet he's using his 'best moves'. Fucking playboy.

Bri smacks your thigh and jumps up from your bed. You quirk a confused brow as she grins widely at

you.

"What..."

"Get up. We're going to the mall"

She has lost her damn mind

"Fine"

"I guess we'll just go then"

Groaning, you pull yourself up, getting out of bed before moving to your closet.

"what the hell do I wear?"

Bri walks over to your and puts her hands on your shoulders, before moving you out of the way. You

raise a confused brow at her.

"What?"

"Let me give you some options, because girl you need to make him drool"

Bri manages to pick two outfits, laying them out on your bed for you to choose

"I'll do the dress"

You decide on the dress, quickly dressing before you have a chance to dissuade yourself from going.

Not that I'd be able to. Bri wont give up. She'd drag me there.

You arrive at the mall thirty minutes later, unsure of what to expect.

You ignore the nervousness gnawing on your stomach and head through the front entrance to the food

court, hoping they wont be sitting directly opposite the door.

I think I'd be okay if I didn't even bump into them... god, what would I even say?

You and Bri glance around the food court, and you gasp as your eyes land on Oliver sitting with

Theresa at a tale. You bite your lip, engrossed how hot he looks. Your eyes wander over his chiselled

face, muscular frame, but they stop when you notice Theresa laughing at something he's said.

Oh, he's just so fucking funny isn't he! This was a bad fucking idea. Fuck! Maybe I should hide?

Oh my god, he's looking at me!

Oh both walk towards him, Bri grinning madly next to you, before you arrive at their table, and Bri

obnoxiously sits in one of the vacant seats besides them. She gestures with her eyes for you too sit,

and you slide in awkwardly next to Theresa who looks confused at the both of you.

"Hey, Oliver"

Theresa's gaze softens as she realises you guys are familiar with Oliver. Oliver doesn't respond back to

Bri, he hasn't stopped looking at you since the moment he spotted you. You shift uncomfortably, before

you turn to Theresa.

"Hi, I'm Scarlett, Katrina's daughter. She's friends with your mom"

Theresa nods, and smiles

"Oh, hey. I'm Theresa. Nice to meet you"

Feelings not really mutual

"Yeah you too"

God, lying is getting easier by the fucking second

Oliver leans back, crossing his arms over his chest, before a smug look comes over his face.

And there's that fucking ego I was talking about

"What are you two doing here?"

He licks his lips before smirking at you, and you feel butterfly's in your stomach

Ive totally reached full on mental patient status by now

"We've actually come to do some shopping. Isn't that right, Scar?"

You nod, and watch as Oliver looks at you guys like he's not buying the 'bull' you're selling, and you

clasp your hands together , hoping he doesn't notice the way they shake.

"Oh, really? Is that so?"

"Yeah. Its a mall. It's public"

You level a challenging gaze with him.

"Hm, it's just a coincidence-"

"Oh, no, it's just that Scar needs some cute panties, for Jayden"

Oh shit...

"Is that true?"

"Well, we probably should just leave you guys be. We're going to Victoria Secret to try on some lingerie

and whatnot."

"Yeah, it'll be a while. Are you guys seeing a movie?"

Theresa nods. Oliver's fist is clenched atop the table, and he flexes is fingers when your eyes roam it,

before he nods, answering Bri's question.

"Oh sweet, well enjoy"

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Oliver regards you with narrowed eyes, and you make sure to cast him a devious grin and wave slowly

to taunt him after you and Bri begin heading towards the other end of the mall.

"Oh my god, did you see his face?"

In a fit of laughter, you nod and clutch your stomach.

"Talk about jealousy!"

"Mhm, and that poor girl. I don't think she understood at all what the hell was going on"

"She looked so confused"

I could tell he was pissed off. Good. That's how I like him. Its more fun anyways