Stalker Problems (The Society #1)

by Ivy Smoak

What kind of psychopath calls someone’s phone? Had they not heard of texting?

I watched as his eyes darted toward the bench I usually sat on. He scowled. Oh my God, he scowled! He was sad that I wasn’t there. He really is stalking me! I’ll be honest, for a few months there, I’d been a little worried I was the stalker.

When I looked back at my stalker, he was staring at me. Holding my binoculars. With smoothie dribbling down my chin. I’d been caught looking every bit the stalker in this situation. Kill me now.

Maybe I could go for a run later. I almost laughed out loud. A run? I was divorced. I hadn’t lost my mind.

Single Girl Rule #10: All celebrations of important life events must involve strippers.”

“Rule #37: The best way to break up with a guy is to fuck his best friend.”

"Picture if Zac Efron and Chris Hemsworth had a baby. I mean, don't picture the actual birth. Or the gay sex. Just picture the full-grown male result of their DNA combining."

Novus (silver) membership is obtained automatically upon the completion of the Member’s three wishes. 3) The Member must be single and under 40 years of age.

The Member will be assumed to be available on the following days: 12a) Tuesdays, 8:30 pm to midnight 12b) Thursdays, 8:30 pm to midnight

Role-playing 18b) Kissing 18c) Fellatio 18d) Receiving cunnilingus 18e) Voyeurism 18f) Unprotected sex 18g) Public Sex - only in front of other members 18h) Group sex

When else have you gone to a doctor that's super-hot?" Huh. "Never." "And what's like...the number one fantasy for women? Doctors!" "Actually, that's fourth on my list."

locked eyes with him as I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the ground. His Adam's apple rose and fell as he watched me. I bit my lip slightly as I slipped out of my jeans and thong in one silky movement.

"Get on the exam table and spread your legs," he growled. It wasn't a request. It was a demand. God this is so hot. "Yes, doctor,"

By day, you'll be innocent little redheaded Ashley Cooper. But by night, you'll be Raven Black, the raven-haired seductress."

Rosalie was my little sister. She’d been my very best friend in the whole wide world. Three years ago, she’d vanished. And a little piece of my heart had vanished with her.

“Double nozzles, just like you wanted. So you can get it from both sides at once.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me. Naughty Frankie!

“I’m Angel,” said the shorter one. “And I’m Diablo,” said the other. “And we’re naked because you said you wanted to try us out.” He took a step towards me as he stroked his thick cock.

Oh my God. Shower was a code word for penis. I wasn’t house shopping. I was man shopping, and all the weird house lingo corresponded to attributes about the "realtors".

“Of course you could,” said Frankie. “Although I should warn you…Angel and Diablo do have a bit of a reputation. If you walk back in there, you better be prepared to get double-teamed.” Holy shit. I pressed my legs together.

“So what do you know about Angel and Diablo?” I asked. “Not much. They’re brothers, and they do everything together. Including fucking. Most people say Angel is the nice one, but I’m not so sure. I knew a girl who spent a night with them, and she said that they’re equally devilish between the sheets. She also said it was the best sex of her

“Good evening,” said a deep voice behind us. I turned around and found myself staring directly into my stalker’s beautiful brown eyes.

“I’m meeting to pleasure you.” He raised an eyebrow. “Well that’s rather forward of you.” What? Then I realized I had jumbled my words all around. Fuck my life. “Er…it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “I kind of liked your other greeting better.”

seductress. “You can throw a pie in my face if it makes you feel better.” Great, that was super sexy. Not. He laughed.

“Oh, only one of the richest men in the city,” said Chastity. “Tanner Rhodes. I’m pretty sure he’s a billionaire.”

“Or it means that they’re twins and Tanner’s been kind enough to buy his little brother a baller-ass apartment.” “That’s a solid theory,” agreed Madison. “What? No it isn’t. And why is Ryder his little brother? I thought they were twins in this scenario.” “One still has to come out first,” said Chastity. “And it was definitely Tanner.”

“Ash!” called Chastity. “What the hell is taking so long? Hurry up so we can decide which of us gets to bang your stalker!”

“Where’s my pizza?” she asked. Then she smiled at Dr. Lyons and looked him up and down. “Who’s this hunky gentleman and why haven’t you invited him inside?” “This is Dr. Lyons.” “The Dr. Lyons?” She winked at me. “You said he was hot, but not this hot.”

he didn’t want to be my doctor anymore because I’m the most awkward human being on the face of the earth. If you want him, he’s all yours.” Dr. Lyons cleared his throat. “I was actually coming by to ask you out to dinner. That’s why I can’t be your doctor anymore.”

“What she meant to say,” said Chastity, “is that she can’t tonight because we’re in the middle of a super awesome girls’ night. How about Saturday at 8?” Dr. Lyons grinned from ear to ear. “Done.” He turned to me. “I’ll pick you up at 8.” “I don’t…” I started, but Chastity pulled me inside and slammed the door. “Ah!” she squealed. “You have a date! And he’s ridiculously hot. No wonder you tried to rape him.”

“Well I have good news,” said Chastity. “Ash has a date with her doctor, so now Tanner is all mine.” “Whoa whoa whoa. No way. If Tanner is my stalker then I still have dibs. No way I’m giving up a billionaire for a pervy doctor.”

“So that’s when you always see your stalker. And when the Society dates are. So either you’ll have a date with him, or we’ll kidnap him outside One57 and make him tell us everything.” “Or maybe just approach him and ask him nicely?” Chastity shrugged. “Not quite as fun, but okay.”

“Maybe I was just telling you what you wanted to hear. It seemed like you have a thing for bad boys.”

“The best thing you can do when you’ve just suffered a bad breakup.” “Oh God.” My heart started pounding. “I knew this was gonna be a gangbang.” Frankie spit out her champagne. “Wow. What? Is that how you usually get over breakups?” I laughed awkwardly. “Ha. No. Of course not. I know that what we’re really doing is…” “Shopping!” she yelled, hoisting her glass into the air.

But they actually looked really good. My spin classes were definitely working. I’d be crossing off revenge body in no time. “Damn, check out my ass,” I said as I walked out of the changing room. “Gladly,” said a deep voice. I looked up and saw Ryder standing there in all his glory,

“I’m not trying to meet other men. I just want him.” “I know that. But you can’t let him know it. Men want what they can’t have. Especially men like Ryder.”

“What house do you think I am?” “Definitely Ravenclaw,” he said. “And why is that?” “They’re the creative ones. And this fantasy that you’ve created about me being a billionaire is certainly creative. Also, they’re the hot ones.” His eyes scanned my body.

“You call him Dr. Lyons? That’s creepy. That reminds me of this book I read where this girl was having sex with her teacher and kept calling him Professor Hunter.”

"Cash or credit?" he asked. Frankie smiled and handed him the credit card. "Courtesy of her husband."

“I don’t usually do this, but everything looked so good on you. And we do need some new pictures for ads. How would you like to model in exchange for the clothes?”

And then he was on me. His lips crashed against mine as his strong hand slid behind my neck and pulled me closer. I melted into him. His tongue flicked against my lips. Yes. I parted my lips and let him in. He grabbed my ass and lifted me into the air. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he deepened the kiss.

while our tongues battled. The scruff of his five o’clock shadow rubbed my face raw. He was devouring me as if he had waited three hundred years for this kiss.

I didn’t have time to think about the destruction because he rolled on top of me. He flicked his tongue against mine before trailing kisses down my neck and along my clavicle.

Holy hell! Five FedEx guys were unloading carts of packages, and based on the floor-to-ceiling boxes that now occupied about 600 of the 800

He was ravenous. And he wanted to feast on me. I went on my tiptoes as he bent down to kiss me. Our lips crashed together.

Tanner lifted me off the ground with one arm and sat me on his desk, never breaking our kiss. My skirt rode up practically to my hips as my legs spread around him.

“Yup. There’s only one explanation. He’s an elf.” “Say what now?” “He’s an elf,” said Chastity with 100% certainty. “Just hear me out. He must have run away from the North Pole. And now he’s being hunted by Santa.”

“Oh my God. Just bang Matthew Caldwell already and get it over with.” “He’s married.”

“Oh. Probably the petite filet Oscar. With a side of lobster mashed potatoes. And a bottle of the 1986 Pinot Noir.” Dr. Lyons’ eyes got big. “Sounds delicious.” “I’m just joking. I’m not going to get a $120 dinner and a $600 bottle of wine. I’d only do that on our second date.” “Oh thank God.” He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. “I want to show you a good time, but I do still have to pay my rent.”

“I think we’re ready to order,” said Dr. Lyons. “Ash will have the shrimp and grits and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc.” Oh my God. Did he really just order for me? That was like…a dream come true. Best. Date. Ever. “Ow ow,” said Chastity. She knew how much I hated ordering. I tried to give her a subtle thumbs up.

It was Dr. Lyons. Normally I would have thought about hurling myself out of the window. But he didn’t look upset. He was just standing there balancing a bouquet of spring flowers and a to-go bag from the Midtown Pudding Place. I couldn’t help but smile. After all that had happened tonight - after I barfed on him and ran away - he still wanted to see me? I didn’t deserve him.