Fireworks: A Holiday Bad Boy Romance

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across from me as our other friends took the seats on my right and left.
"If you haven't upped your game yet, I'm not sure I want to see it."
    They laughed as my lip turned up in a
smirk. "I'm going after this one chick I met yesterday."
    "Oh, yeah?" Derek pulled off his
cowboy hat and moved it to rest on his knee. "Tell us about this woman.
I'm interested, seeing that you usually don't have someone on your mind more
than the three minutes you're plowing into them."
    "Hardy har." I glanced up at the
waitress and smiled. "Sweet tea, please."
    "Sure." Her voice was soft and
sexy. She was alright, but in the dark, that voice would sound delicious.
    "Beers for the rest of us." Clay
handed her the menu. "We all want burgers all the way and two baskets of
fries. Right?"
    We all nodded, and I leaned back in my
chair, ignoring the way the girl's eyes kept returning to me. I was after the
rich girl with big tits and an attitude problem. I wouldn't be diverted.
    "You getting sappy on us?" Derek
popped me in the chest and laughed.
    "Just ‘cause I ordered a tea?" I
smirked.
    "No. You didn't even bring a girl
home this afternoon. Just seems rare." Derek shrugged. "I'm thinking
you might be growing up a little."
    "Not a chance." I turned my
attention to the waitress as she delivered our drinks. "Hey, baby. Is
there a good place to go dancing around here?"
    "Oh, yeah. There's a great club in
the center of town. Did you guys just get here?" She gave me a cute smile.
    "We sure did." I lifted my
phone, checking the time. "You wanna go with me tomorrow night? Let me
watch you shake your ass on the floor for me?"
    She glanced around at the guys around me
as her eyes widened a little. I extended my hand toward her.
    "Don't mind them. They're just
protection in case I run into an adoring fan. Brody." I shook her hand and
bit my lip a little as I checked her out.
    "Protection?" Her voice was
nothing more than a whisper. She was flustered.
    "Yeah. My dad is a senator." I
shrugged and picked up my tea. "Anyway. You're cute. Let me get your
digits before we leave."
    "Okay, yeah. Sure." She smiled
and walked off as I turned back to my friends and settled back.
    "What the fuck was that?" Clay
leaned in and gave me a look.
    "What? You guys are right. I'm in a
funk. Time to up the game." I shrugged, feeling a little better now that I
had plans for the next night. The chances of me bedding the hottie from earlier
were slim. Either way, if she was at the party, my main goal was to get her
name. It was hard to invite her into my daydreams without a name to groan.
    "Incredible." Daniel laughed and
readjusted his glasses. "I need to figure out how to do this."
    "No, you don't." Clay glanced
over at him.
    "I think it's more about Brody being
a good-looking whore and less about a set of steps he could teach you," Derek
offered, causing all of us to laugh.
    "Fuck you guys for being ugly and
making it harder than it should be." I smiled as they gave me shit.
"I'm going to the john. Don't steal my girl while I'm gone."
    I walked to the back of the burger joint,
checking out a few new faces as I walked through the crowd. The party would be
fun, and I planned on getting fucked up. It was someone else's turn to play
responsible adult in the group. I'd taken the last round and been bored out of
my mind. Drunk chicks didn't seem appealing unless I was drunk, too.
    The door to the women’s room opened at the
same time as I opened the door to walk out of the men’s room, causing them to
hit hard.
    "I'm sorry." I moved out and
stopped short. The pretty girl that had denied me help at the dock was standing
there in the same shock I was. Her brown hair was curled at the ends, her make
up perfect, and tight smile sexy as fuck. "You again. You following
me?"
    "You wish." She turned and
walked back toward the restaurant, ignoring me.
    My stomach tightened as I let my eyes run
down the long line of her legs. Her dress was pretty, sensual, yet not over the
top. She was

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