Cruel Prince(Royal Hearts Academy #1) - A. Jade Page 0,85
okay?”
Evidently, I get super emotional and worried when I drink.
She nods. “Everything is fine.” She checks her watch. “Although I do have to be home in a half hour.”
Oh. That sucks. I was just starting to have fun.
“Oakley, will you split an Uber with me later?” I ask when he and Cole return. Wait, that was rude. I look at my friend. “Do you hate me?”
Laughing, she shakes her head. “Of course not. I just want to make sure you have a safe ride home before I leave.”
“It’s all good,” Oakley says. “I’ll take care of her. Worse comes to worse, we’ll sleep our hangovers off in one of the bedrooms upstairs.”
A few people near us snicker.
“Wouldn’t be the first time you two shared a bed. Ain’t that right, O-dawg?” some guy calls out.
“Man, shut the fuck up before I slap your momma with my dick and make you my step-cousin too,” Oakley jeers.
Sawyer blinks. “I think you mean stepson.”
He shrugs. “Whatever. Tomato, tomato.”
“Tom—” She waves a hand. “You know what? Never mind.”
I toss an arm around their shoulders. “Aren’t you guys having so much fun?”
“Not yet.” Oakley raises his cup. “But I’m getting there.”
“I have to pee,” I tell Cole because he’s the one standing directly across from me.
He looks at Oakley. “Is that her way of saying she wants the punch bowl? Because that would be epic.”
Sawyer smacks him on the arm. “If I find out you let my friend pee in the punch bowl after I leave, it will take your doctor a week to count the scratch marks on your body.”
She cringes. “Not even in your dreams.” Her eyes swivel around the room. “Shouldn’t you be hanging out with your new girlfriend? Or did someone do us all a favor and drop a house on her?”
Cole smirks. “I’ll be damned. Is that a hint of jealousy I detect? You going soft on me, Bible thumper?”
She shoots him a dirty look. “Never. I’d rather crawl over broken glass and eat the vomit your brother spewed all over Britney than sleep with you.”
Cole considers this for a moment. “So you’re saying there’s still a chance?”
Huffing, she links her arm through mine. “Come on, I’ll go with you to the bathroom.”
“Okay, but we have to stop and talk to the bong boys on the way back.”
“The who?”
“You’ll see,” I assure her.
Chapter 34
Jace
The music is bumping as I trek to Christian’s front door. Only instead of the usual house bullshit, I hear “Control” by Puddle of Mudd pumping through the speakers.
It’s a good song. One of my favorites by them.
The tiny hairs on my neck raise. Thanks to Dylan forcing me to listen to it nonstop one summer.
I grip the handle harder than necessary as I walk inside.
A few girls sweep their eyes over me as I pass them, but I’m not interested in hooking up tonight. I’m just here to check in and make sure my brother and friend don’t get too wasted and do something stupid.
I spot them in the living room hovering near the liquor table. No surprise there.
I’m heading over when my gaze snags on some chick dancing on a coffee table. I can’t see her face because her back is to me, but it doesn’t matter. With a body like that, she could look like a bulldog, and half the guys here would still fuck her.
I stifle a laugh when I spot Oakley’s pothead friends from Royal Manor High. Until tonight, I’ve never seen them pay attention to anything other than their bongs. However, it’s clear the hottie on the table has them both transfixed.
And they aren’t the only ones. Dwight Davis and Courtland Bennet, two of the best players on the offensive line for the Knights are practically salivating. Dwight is a good guy, but according to my brother, Courtland is a pretentious bastard.
My groin stirs as I focus on the girl again. Long legs, curvy little ass, and the kind of hair I’d like to run my fingers through and tug while getting my dick sucked.
Yeah, I’m starting to understand the gravitational pull.
I’m not alone either, because a few more guys from the football team surround the coffee table.
“You’re so hot,” one of them calls out. “How much for a private lap dance?”
The girl doesn’t pay him any attention. She’s so into the music, no one else matters. I bite my lip as she moves her body to the beat like a snake charmer. There’s