“Not your business, Jimmy. You need to move on from your fascination with my man. It’s too late now. I have him,” I replied.
“Hell, you’re no fun. I just want details. Really descriptive details. What about you Della? Wanna tell me how the boinking is with Woods? Is he all bossy and shit? That just sounds hot.”
Della’s face turned bright red and she laughed. “I’m not going there with you either, Jimmy,” she replied.
Jimmy stood up and stuck out his bottom lip. “And here I always thought female gossip was naughty and fun. Y’all are boring me to tears.” He waved a hand dramatically at us before turning and heading back to the kitchen.
“Now he’s gone I’d like to know how sex is with Rush and Woods,” Bethy said with a smirk
I shook my head and glanced over at the door as Grant came sauntering in by himself. He looked like he was deep in thought. He hadn’t been around lately and I figured it was because he was out of town again. Something looked like it was bothering him. He glanced up and his eyes met mine.
A small smile touched his lips and he winked before walking over and taking a seat at a table by himself.
“Grant’s back in town for the summer. He seems different though,” Bethy said, apparently thinking the same thing I was.
“Yeah, he seems off,” I agreed.
“You play with fire and you get burned. Nan is all kinds of screwed up. She had to f**k with his head. I still can’t believe they were messing around though,” Bethy whispered.
“Nan came by the other day,” I said, looking back at Bethy then Della. “She still hates me.”
Bethy sniffed. “Who cares? Bitch.”
Della’s eyes went wide and I realized we were talking about people she didn’t know. It was rude.
“So, Della, I’ve been gone and I missed all the action. Tell me how exactly did you meet Woods? By working here?”
Della shook her head and smirked. “Not exactly. We met back in September... it was... kind of a one-night stand,” she said her cheeks turning bright pink.
This was going to be juicier than I thought. “Oh, this sounds fun,” I replied and leaned forward to hear the rest of it.
***
Nate was now taking a bottle. Bethy’s aunt, and my old boss, Darla had agreed to babysit for us so we could go down to the club’s bonfire tonight. It was the kick off to the summer season and it was a members’ only event. Rush hadn’t wanted to go but Bethy had called and begged. I felt guilty for not having enough time to spend with her anymore so I’d talked him into it.
Tomorrow was my doctor’s appointment and Rush’s patience was very thin. I was expecting him to go with me then attack me in the parking lot. I wouldn’t complain but I wasn’t going to give him any ideas.
Grant had called to see if we were going and so had Woods. He’d wanted to see if I would help keep Della company in case he had to deal with anything during the bonfire. Bethy was also supposed to be sticking close to her. They’d become friends, which only confirmed my belief that she’d be a good friend. Bethy was picky.
The fire was larger than any other bonfires on the beach because the city couldn’t control what happened on club property the way they could on the public beach. Bethy had said this party was the ‘don’t miss’ of the season. Which sounded good to me. Rush and I needed to get out.
“You sure you don’t want to go change into something else before we get out of this car?” Rush asked, looking over at me.
Frowning, I looked down at my new outfit. I’d bought it last week. It was a white linen skirt that hit mid thigh and a pale yellow off the shoulder top that just met the waist of my skirt. It only flashed skin if I raised my arms. “You said that at the house. Do you not like it?” Maybe my body wasn’t ready for me to wear something like this yet.
Rush grabbed my chin and locked his gaze with mine. “You’re mouthwatering, Blaire. I don’t like knowing that other men are looking at you.”
Oh. Well, in that case. “I am sure I don’t want to change. I like it when you get all possessive. Turns me on,” I told him with a wink and opened my door.
“You’re killing me, woman,” he said with a slam of his door.
Rush reached down and took my hand in his as we walked down to the beach. The sun had already set but the bonfire lit up our path once we got halfway. Bethy was waving at us and jumping up and down as soon as we stepped into the light.
“Guess she wants us to come over there,” Rush said with an amused tone.
“Good guess,” I replied.
Bethy was already three sheets to the wind when we got over to them. Jace only rolled his eyes when she staggered over to hug me. She smelled like tequila. “Hey you, you’re late!”