Subtitle: Getting to know him
Written by: Marvy Hyacinth
"It's time for plan two Dad."
"What plan two?"
Greg asked confused.
Phoebe walked to him, sat down on the arm of the couch her Dad was sitting on, and leaned into him to whisper in his ear.
"We're going to ... And I need you to help me."
Phoebe whispered and got off him.
"Wow, I love that plan."
Greg said grinning from ear to ear like a little kid who got the chocolate he asked for.
"I knew you would."
Phoebe winked and smiled.
"The main thing Dad is... Will you help me?"
"Of course you know I will!"
"Then weds ready. It won't be long till we take over them and become Number 1."
Phoebe smirked evilly.
"If I can't get Anderson, or help to kick start my career... I'll have to destroy them..."
Phoebe said as her face curved into an evil smile and her Dad looked on at her with divine admiration.
Location: Anderson's home
ψ Anderson's POV ψ
I set up the dining table and placed the dish I cooked on it, with help from Jace of course. Then I headed towards my room to call Alexa down for late Breakfast.
I climbed up the stairs slowly and swung the door to my room open without any knowledge that Alexa was inside, chest nude.
"Argghhh!"
Alexa screamed and quickly placed her hands on her boobs.
"Sorry... I didn't know..."
I trailed off as my gaze rested on her, well her chest mainly in awkward silence.
She had my shorts on, but the tee was on the bed.
"You don't knock?!"
She yelled her question.
"I thought I said sorry?"
I rolled my eyes at her.
"And... Why are you staring at my palmed chest?"
"Could you please remove your palms from your titties?
I requested, totally ignoring her question.
"What?!"
She yelled, her voice holding a mixture of shock and surprise.
"You know, I don't remember what your boobs look like from last night."
I said like an idiot.
"What?! Have you gone insane?"
She yelled as she'd never heard such before
"No. I'm just obsessed with Boobs, that's all."
I replied truthfully.
"Are you sure you're mentally okay?"
"Why the question?"
"Cause a normal human won't have the gut to say what you just spouted to a vigilance to face."
She said, that horrified look on her face.
"I'm not like others."
I shrugged.
"Show me some respect and leave this room this instant!"
She ordered.
"Why? This is my room, besides I want you."
I said and leaned against the door.
"Huh?"
"I said I want you. In my bed."
I repeated and she went berserk.
"Have you lost your mind? Get out!"
She yelled.
"Normally, I'd have, but I don't like the idea of you bossing me around so I'm gonna stay."
She made to say something but just shut her mouth, and picked up the tee shirt I handed her earlier which was on the bed while positioning herself at such an angle that I couldn't see anything but her bare back... Which is sexy by the way and made to walk to the bathroom.
Seeing that her hands were now by her sides and no longer on her boobs, an evil and naughty idea crept into my head.
"Turn around,"
I smirked.
She stood still, her body stiff... Signifying she was holding her breath, then gave off laughter
"What are you laughing about?"
I asked confused.
"Nothing."
She replied, her back facing me.
Before I could speak, she spoke.
"You want to see my boob right?"
She asked and I could swear she was gracing a smirk on her face even though I wasn't seeing her face.
"Yes...?"
My answer came off as a question, and then she did something I never thought she would.
She turned around.
She fvcking turned around, her two thumbs tucked in the pocket at either side of her shorts.
"Here they are then."
She said and I had to stop myself from running over and grabbing them in my hands.
"Why are you suddenly showing me this?"
"Sudden?"
She asked and I nodded.
"It's not sudden. After all, we were nude in each other's arms."
She said taking slow steps towards me.
"We were drunk."
I reminded.
"Oh please!"
She said, waving her hand like she was clearing what I said away from the air and continued walking towards me.
"If you remember what happened, then it means you weren't drunk enough."
She spoke and stopped abruptly.
"You want 'em titties, come get 'em!"
She said with a wink and this time, I couldn't hold myself anymore.
Damn! I needed no second invitation as I damned and threw everything aside as I raced to her side.
I caught her and held her against me as I walked to the bed with her in my arms and pushed her on the bed before climbing alongside her too.
I knelt between her legs and kissed her, shockingly she kissed back too, so I proceeded to her shorts.
Her hand crossed over mine... Stopping and I looked back up at her.
"Tell me. How many girls have you slept with?"
"How many girls have you slept with?"
Alexa asked.
"I can't count... Maybe a hundred."
Anderson replied honestly.
"On this same bed?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Anderson quizzed.
"Get off me."
Alexa said softly.
"I don't want to."
Anderson pouted.
"Alright then. Stay."
Alexa smiled at him.
"OK..."
Anderson didn't get to complete the word as the next thing he realized was his ass on the floor.
He watched Alexa place the shirt over her head before speaking.
"Did you push me or it was my imagination only?"
"I pushed you."
Alexa said effortlessly as she tied up her hair in a loose ponytail.
"Wow."
Anderson muttered, not knowing what to say.
"Yeah."
Alexa said and got off the bed.
She walked to the door and muttered just four words before walking out of it.
"Your bed disgusts me."
Anderson watched her back till it disappeared through the door in surprise. His bed was disgusting?! How? What did she mean by that?
... Downstairs
"Hey Jace, you're up."
Alexa commented as soon as she stepped foot in the dining room.
"Yeah. Where's Anderson."
Jace asked.
"Upstairs, why?"
"Because he said he was going to get you down for breakfast and come down with you."