Stephen's Number

His Number- 2

Lexia's POV

"Hey." I said happily.

"Uhhh? Who's this?" He asked in his sexy sleepy voice.

"Well then," I giggled, "this is Lexia. I'm a HUGE fan of Stephen James. That's bae. I mean if I could just see him in person, oh my sexiness." I rambled.

I heard a deep chuckle. Swoon. (Lol)

"Oh really?" He asked.

"Ya! Actually today's my birthday and my friend somehow won this number for me on a website, thinking it's Stephen's number, she told me to call it tonight. She knows my love for that man. Is this he?" I finally ask.

"It is." He stated chuckling.

"IT IS?!! I SWEAR I'D MAKE LOVE TO YOU THROUGH THE PHONE IF THAT'S POSSIBLE. OH MY GOD FANGIRLING!!! OH SHIT WHERE'S MY RECORDER WHEN I NEED IT?!!" I shouted excitingly. I heard him laughing his ass off but I was too busy trying to find my recorder. I'm not missing this.

"Shit!! Omg tell me about yourself!" I yelled turning on my recorder. (Idk much about him so I'm finna just make something up)

"Well..... I'm 21. I like thick women, and I don't just mean their curves, I mean everywhere." That statement made my panties pool.

"My panties are pooling." I accidentally blurted.

"Is that so?" He asked. I could already see his smirk.

"Mmhm," I said biting my lip.

He chuckled again. I heard him rummaging through stuff. It sounded like he opened the cap to a pen or something.

"Is this your cell?" He asked. I nodded but realized he couldn't see me and quickly gave a "yes".

"Cool. Did you say it was your birthday."

"Uhh, yea."

"Happy Birthday, Sexy Lexy." He gave me a nickname and I nearly bursted into laughter but bit back from doing so.

I giggled.

"Thanks. I wish you were here, tho. I find it really weird that I'm telling my future husband all this but I'm perfectly fine with doing so." I said giggling like a school girl.

"Already planning out our future aren't we?" He said seductively, "but yea, I think I can come over tonight. Where do you stay?"

I gave him my address.

  "I'll be over in 20 minutes then." He announced.

"Y-you're kidding me right?!" I said. Well what did I expect, he already knows my address. I find it really dangerous giving my address away to a total stranger who claims to be Stephen James. But if anything happens, I'll blame Trixie. Hehe.

"Sweetheart," he says proudly, "Stephen James doesn't joke around when it comes to his princess." My heart tried to escape through the phone. No heart! Get back in there!

"I love this man." I mumbled.

"I love you too baby cakes." He responded. I nearly choked on my saliva. You weren't supposed to here that you idiot.

"Okay s-see you s-soon!" I yelled nervously, hanging up.

I quickly ran to the shower. I scrubbed everywhere. I then walked quickly into my closet. I pulled out my black sexiest lingerie with black heels and a see-through robe. I quickly put on waterproof mascara and red lipstick. I moisturized my legs with some Victoria Secret lotion. Smells really good. I sprayed on some Winter Sparkle perfume. I then brushed my teeth and popped in a mint. I decided on letting my hair stay down and wavy.