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red bikini with some triangle-looking tie on top. She doesn’t
look half bad, but I’m more interested in what Reign has on. Only, she doesn’t
take off her t-shirt or slide out of her jeans shorts. She just plays with her
pockets and rocks back and forth in her slippers, appearing shy all of a sudden.
I wonder why she even bothered to come when she doesn’t seem to like parties.
Then her cocky boyfriend pops out of the crowd.
I assume she forced herself to show up because of him. The things girls do for
their so-called love.
“Hey, babe!” he yells, smothering her face with
his mouth the moment he reaches her. He glides his hands all over her arms and
pushes into her so much it makes me cringe.
I clench my fist as he feels around her chest
and tries to take off her top. She politely moves his hands away.
“C’mon, let’s see it!” he blurts out, a
perverted grin masking his face.
I take a step forward to say something to Reign,
tell her she doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t feel comfortable with.
Before I can, Claudia hooks her arm around mine and wrenches me away, leading
me toward the sliding doors to enter the house. “Let’s get some drinks,” she
says.
I keep my eyes on Reign, just in case she needs
help with that boyfriend of hers. She finally gives in and heaves her top over
her head, then takes off her shorts. She’s wearing a blue one-piece bathing
suit that emphasizes her curvy frame. I can’t help but gawk at her. Damn! She’s
sexy.
The bewildered look on Nate’s face as he eyes
her from the chest down tells me he’s not as impressed as I am. Are you kidding
me? Talk about inappreciative.
The music gets louder as we move past the DJ so
I can’t even hear what he says to her. From the expression on Reign’s face,
it’s obvious he must have hurt her feelings.
Claudia leads me through the doors and into the
living room. We stroll down a red-painted passage, passing wasted kids making
out in every corner, until we reach the kitchen.
She opens the fridge and glances over her
shoulder at me. “Budweiser, Coors Light, or Heineken?”
“Coke,” I tell her.
She snorts. “Really? It’s Friday night. Live a little.”
I ignore her remark and say, “Coke’s fine.
Thanks.”
Reaching inside the fridge, she takes out a can
for me and a Budweiser for herself. Then she walks over to the island and
gestures for us to sit down on the stools.
“Maybe you shouldn’t be drinking,” I advise
after taking the soda from her. “I mean, you’re gonna drive Reign home, too.”
She angles her head to the side and stares at me
suspiciously over her bottle. “Are you worried about me, or her?”
“Both,” I reply fast, resting my elbows on top
of the island.
A flirty grin stretches across her face as she
settles the bottle down. “So, Micah, you got a girlfriend back in Colorado,
or…anywhere?”
I drink before answering, “No.”
“Would you like one?” She takes her time
bringing the bottle to her lips and winks at me as she chugs it.
I reach over and touch her hand. “Slow down, and
no, I’m too busy.”
“Oh, I see. You’re not looking for any
attachments.”
Just then two girls come into the kitchen and
one of them opens the fridge to get beer. The one with dark brown hair flashes
Claudia a dirty look and whispers something to the blond holding the bottles.
She glances over at us and they both giggle with each other as they walk out of
the kitchen.
“What was that about?” I ask. “You know them?”
Her smile fades. “Yeah, Kimberly, the blond,
she’s dating my ex now.”
“So, why are we even at this party then?”
“Mutual friends. Anyways,” She shifts on the stool and faces me, “back to you and me.”
I lift a brow. “You and me?”
Claudia grins widely, showing off her perfect
white teeth. She places her hand on my thigh and gently trails her index finger
back and forth. “About that no attachment thing, I totally agree with
look half bad, but I’m more interested in what Reign has on. Only, she doesn’t
take off her t-shirt or slide out of her jeans shorts. She just plays with her
pockets and rocks back and forth in her slippers, appearing shy all of a sudden.
I wonder why she even bothered to come when she doesn’t seem to like parties.
Then her cocky boyfriend pops out of the crowd.
I assume she forced herself to show up because of him. The things girls do for
their so-called love.
“Hey, babe!” he yells, smothering her face with
his mouth the moment he reaches her. He glides his hands all over her arms and
pushes into her so much it makes me cringe.
I clench my fist as he feels around her chest
and tries to take off her top. She politely moves his hands away.
“C’mon, let’s see it!” he blurts out, a
perverted grin masking his face.
I take a step forward to say something to Reign,
tell her she doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t feel comfortable with.
Before I can, Claudia hooks her arm around mine and wrenches me away, leading
me toward the sliding doors to enter the house. “Let’s get some drinks,” she
says.
I keep my eyes on Reign, just in case she needs
help with that boyfriend of hers. She finally gives in and heaves her top over
her head, then takes off her shorts. She’s wearing a blue one-piece bathing
suit that emphasizes her curvy frame. I can’t help but gawk at her. Damn! She’s
sexy.
The bewildered look on Nate’s face as he eyes
her from the chest down tells me he’s not as impressed as I am. Are you kidding
me? Talk about inappreciative.
The music gets louder as we move past the DJ so
I can’t even hear what he says to her. From the expression on Reign’s face,
it’s obvious he must have hurt her feelings.
Claudia leads me through the doors and into the
living room. We stroll down a red-painted passage, passing wasted kids making
out in every corner, until we reach the kitchen.
She opens the fridge and glances over her
shoulder at me. “Budweiser, Coors Light, or Heineken?”
“Coke,” I tell her.
She snorts. “Really? It’s Friday night. Live a little.”
I ignore her remark and say, “Coke’s fine.
Thanks.”
Reaching inside the fridge, she takes out a can
for me and a Budweiser for herself. Then she walks over to the island and
gestures for us to sit down on the stools.
“Maybe you shouldn’t be drinking,” I advise
after taking the soda from her. “I mean, you’re gonna drive Reign home, too.”
She angles her head to the side and stares at me
suspiciously over her bottle. “Are you worried about me, or her?”
“Both,” I reply fast, resting my elbows on top
of the island.
A flirty grin stretches across her face as she
settles the bottle down. “So, Micah, you got a girlfriend back in Colorado,
or…anywhere?”
I drink before answering, “No.”
“Would you like one?” She takes her time
bringing the bottle to her lips and winks at me as she chugs it.
I reach over and touch her hand. “Slow down, and
no, I’m too busy.”
“Oh, I see. You’re not looking for any
attachments.”
Just then two girls come into the kitchen and
one of them opens the fridge to get beer. The one with dark brown hair flashes
Claudia a dirty look and whispers something to the blond holding the bottles.
She glances over at us and they both giggle with each other as they walk out of
the kitchen.
“What was that about?” I ask. “You know them?”
Her smile fades. “Yeah, Kimberly, the blond,
she’s dating my ex now.”
“So, why are we even at this party then?”
“Mutual friends. Anyways,” She shifts on the stool and faces me, “back to you and me.”
I lift a brow. “You and me?”
Claudia grins widely, showing off her perfect
white teeth. She places her hand on my thigh and gently trails her index finger
back and forth. “About that no attachment thing, I totally agree with
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