Chapter 10

Lexi Grayson was a fucking menace when she had the upper hand.

And at this point, the specific upper hand was that she kept acting like she was going to take her shirt off every five seconds to make me freak out.

It was one thing to tell Lexi to not hit the driver, as I drove to her house to pick up her brother. It was a whole other thing to tell her to not flash the driver.

Luckily, when Tyler got in the car, I had a bit of a respite.

"So? Uncle in nine months?" the youngest Grayson asked as he sat in the backseat.

Lexi replied, as I drove off, "please, he doesn't even want me to take my shirt off."

"Because it's useless since you've got no boobs?" Tyler shot back before I could glare at Lexi.

"I will strangle you in your sleep," Lexi replied, trying to slap her brother, while he just dodged the attacks.

"Please, don't threaten me with a good time," Tyler replied, being a smartass.

"Y'all are really weird," I pointed out, but still chuckled.

"Don't worry Blakina, you know I would much rather you be the one that choked me to death, right?" Tyler replied making smoochy lips at me through the rear-view mirror.

I just rolled my eyes, and shook my head, no even rewarding him with an answer.

I was already putting enough efforts trying to resist his sister. I had no more energy to deal with Tyler.

"He's staying silent. That's because he's too much of a gentleman to agree with his girlfriend in the car," Tyler said with a satisfied little grin.

"What's with the air quotes," Lexi asked, glaring at him. He'd made air quotes at the girlfriend part.

Lexi's brother rolled his eyes. "Honey, he's just passing the time with you. Trying on his first Grayson, making sure he makes all the mistakes he can make until he gets with the actual Grayson that's meant for him."

Lexi kinda ignored his remark, and trailed, a little thoughtfully, "I'd assumed I was going to have to fight some girls with their infatuations at school. I really hadn't thought I was going to have to fight off my fracking brother."

"Your fracking brother was always your competition. Watch out gremlin, let your guards down for one second and I'll become a homewrecking queen."

"I know I don't have to be worried, but like, I'm genuinely about to get pissed because he's implying that he could win you over me and yeah," Lexi sais with a little frown.

I grinned at my Pumpkin. "Jealous?"

"Oh yes, absolutely. That should have been a twenty question. I am absolutely jealous."

"What she means is that she's very territorial and she's bad at sharing," Tyler added.

"Hey, I'm super generous!" Lexi replied, looking appalled.

"Sure, for the stuff you didn't like," Tyler said.

"I shared!" Lexi snapped.

Tyler snorted. "You never let me play with your elephant plushie."

This was kinda of entertaining, seeing them bicker like this. The Graysons together were always immensely entertaining to me.

"That's because you always had dirty hands and I knew you were going to ruin it," Lexi said, kinda pouting, probably annoyed because she'd actually never shared the toy and she had to admit her brother was right.

"You threw rocks at kids playing in front of our house once," Tyler suddenly added.

I couldn't help snorting at that.

"They were on our lawn," Lexi replied, like that made sense.

Tyler ignored his sister and looked straight at me. "Territorial. If she could pee on the ground to mark it as her territory she would."

Lexi rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't randomly pee places, that's just gross."

"So, no pee kinks?" I asked grinning.

"Jesus fuck, it's barely eight in the morning. Keep that shit to yourselves," Tyler whined in the back.

"So, Tyler Grayson's limit is pee. Interesting," I said, nodding to myself, making Lexi chuckle.

Tyler was just making pained noises in the back, kinda rocking in his seat.

"We're having really strange conversations lately," Lexi pointed out.

"Better to get all the weird stuff out of the way," I replied.

"What other weird stuff have you been talking about?" Tyler asked, and then started to shake his hands in the air frantically, "wait, no, don't answer that. I don't wanna know. Nope, I'm good, keep all of that to yourselves."

"Oh well now, can we really miss the opportunity to freak my brother out?" my Pumpkin asked with a mischievous grin.

Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for her brother, I was parking the car at that moment, and the car had barely stopped moving when Tyler opened his door and basically threw himself out of it.

"SAVED BY THE SCHOOL! I'M OUT!" he yelled, running away.

"Never seen him run this fast before," I said, getting out too, chuckling a little bit.

Lexi got out, and joined me, slipping her hand in mine. "This was entertaining."

"Indeed," I replied, smiling at our interlocked fingers.

I said it again and again, but I would never truly get used to this. I would never take it for granted.

"You know what would be even more entertaining," Lexi asked, dropping my hand, and turned around abruptly to face me, grabbing the hem of her shirt.

"Nooooooo," I said, kinda jumping on her, grabbing her hand before she could do anything. "Stop it. STAWP."

Lexi laughed and pressed a quick kiss to my lips, totally taking me by surprise.

She grinned at my shocked expression, and grabbed my hand again, dragging me to school.

I was not going to survive this day.

Actually, I lasted until after lunch, as we were heading to our lockers hand in hand and Lexi had the nerve to use my hand that was in hers to fake pull her shirt again.

I yanked my hand out of hers, making a pained sound. "Lexi Grayson, for the love of god, please give me a chance."

And my Pumpkin was just laughing. "This is soooo entertaining."

"I'm glad my suffering is entertaining you," I whined.

"Alright, alright, stop pouting. I won't flash my boobs," Lexi said, patting my cheek.

"Thank you."

"You're a really weird boyfriend, you know that?"

I looked at her like I could shake her. "Because I don't want you to show me your boobs randomly in public?"

She shook her head, unimpressed. "You're very weak."

I raised an eyebrow. "If I was walking around shirtless, would you be unaffected?"

She smirked. "I wouldn't be whining about it, that's for sure. I definitely wouldn't fight against it."

"But look, me being affected by you produces much more complicated reactions than you being affected by me," I pointed out, trying not to turn bright red.

"It's okay, you can say you don't want to have a boner in public."

Tasked failed epically.

"I was never warned about Bold Lexi. I feel like I should have been warned," I mumbled to myself.

"I couldn't start saying all this stuff before, when I wasn't even sure you actually liked me. But now that you're my boyfriend, you have your privileges and I have mine," she said, still grinning like a villain in a cartoon.

"And yours means you want to torture me?"

My Pumpkin was still grinning. She enjoyed this way too much. "Admit it, you kinda like it. You did imply you liked being manhandled. If you like suffering, I can indulge you this way."

I ran a hand over my face, discouraged. "Death of me, the literal death of me."

"Oh. I know this French expression. Not the literal death of you, the small one."

How the fuck did she know about petite mort. Had I mentioned it to her at one point? Or had she researched about all the ways she could start using innuendos against me?

"Fuuuuuuuuucking hell."

Lexi burst into loud, almost uncontrollable laughter. "This is soooo amusing."

Yeah. No.

I narrowed my eyes at her. And then pushed her against her locker we'd conveniently reached. "My suffering is amusing to you?"

She looked up at me, my hand on her hip, her body trapped between mine and the lockers. "It's just kinda nice to have the upper hand," she pointed out, not sounding worried at all.

"You're gonna stop laughing real quick when I have the upper hand again then," I said, but I was the one looking between her eyes and her lips and I was the one barely fighting a losing battle.

And my Pumpkin knew it so she smirked. "Do your worst, I'm not gonna stop you."

"Get a room, ya nasties," Trevor said in passing, slapping my butt.

Lexi gave me a look, wiggling her eyebrows. "Seminar?"

I backed away from her, and whined, "fuuuuuucking hell."

Lexi laughed, and slapped my butt too. "The upper hand is miiiiine Blakey-Boy."

Yeah, it definitely was hers. 

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Happy Monday my little Pumpkins!

Did I fall asleep at the foot of my bed right before it was time for me to upload this chapter? Yes, yes I did. So did I wake up at like 5AM with the lights on in my room, a little confused and then completely freaked out? Yes, yes I did.

I was in a bit of a food coma. My two friends from back home came to visit today with their girlfriends, and we went to smokehouse. We ate waaaaay too much. It was super nice to see them though. One of the reason why most of my male characters act like they're in love with each other is probably because of these two. We all say that they're each others real true loves (both of their pregnant girlfriends also agree with that fact).

Anyway. I'm gonna go pass out in my bed again. Sorry for being late!

Byyyyyyye! See you all next week! :P LOVE YOU GUYS! <3