Empire High Elite (Empire High #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,113
hair smells so good.”
“You’ve mentioned that.”
He leaned forward, putting more of his weight on me. “I didn’t like it when you kissed James. Can you please not do that again?”
“I promise I won’t do it again.”
“And you won’t sleep with him, right? Because I’ve been waiting really impatiently to be your first. Do you know how often I have to take cold showers because of you?”
I laughed. “No, I don’t.”
“A lot. But I jerk off thinking about you more than that.”
I swallowed hard. Drunk Matt was definitely honest. “A lot, huh?”
“Mhm.” He moved his lips to my ear. “I need to tell you a secret. I don’t think I mentioned this yet, but I’m a little drunk tonight.”
“Oh you’ve mentioned it.”
“Well that’s not the secret. The secret is that it’s okay if you want to take advantage of me. I won’t press charges.”
I laughed. “Maybe a different night. When you’ll remember.”
“Okay. I’ll just dream of you again then. I dream of you a lot too. It’s better than sheep.” He laughed.
Did he mean counting sheep? He wasn’t making any sense.
He leaned forward, putting more of his weight on me.
Oh my God, he’s so heavy. “Matt, I can’t hold you.”
“Just for a second.”
“You’re too heavy.”
He giggled. “Oh no.” He moved back and looked down at his perfect torso. “Is that why you don’t want me? You think I’m fat?”
“What?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “No. You’re perfect.”
“Then why are you torturing me?”
“I’m not trying to.”
“Then why’d you dance with Felix right in front of me?”
That was a good point for a drunk person to make. “I’m sorry.”
“I made one mistake, Brooklyn. I should have told James right away, but I was being stupid. Isabella got under my skin. But that doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to be happy. That doesn’t mean you aren’t my forever. You are my forever. I know you are.”
Of course he was allowed to be happy. And of course he was allowed to make mistakes. I’d certainly made a ton of them.
“I want to make a deal.” He stuck out his hand for me. “No more secrets between us. Ask me anything,” he said. “And I’ll answer it.” He grabbed my hand and shook it before I could decide.
“Okay, Matt.”
“You didn’t ask a question.”
I’d already asked him all the questions I needed to. And I believed him. Rachel was clearly a mess, not that I was one to talk. Her relationship with James had to be toxic because James was toxic. And who knows. Maybe James was right. Maybe Rachel had thrown herself at Matt because all she cared about was money. And she was scared James was going to renounce his inheritance.
“Ask me anything,” Matt said again.
“Why do you call Isabella Wizzy? What does it mean?”
He started laughing. “Wizzy?” He laughed even harder. “Oh you’re going to like this. And she’d probably kill me for telling anyone. Actually, I think Mr. Pruitt’s telling the truth. I don’t think she can actually kill us.”
“I hope so.”
“Yeah, me too.” He went to go put all his weight on me again, but I pressed my hand against his chest to stop him. He was going to knock me over.
“So what does Wizzy mean?”
He giggled. “Isabella peed in our pool during Mason’s 12th birthday party.” He put his hand over his mouth to help stifle the laughter. It didn’t help and now I was laughing too.
“But how would you even know that she did? It’s not like she pooped in the pool.”
“We have that urine-indicator dye. It turned bright purple all around her. You should have seen her face. She tried to swim away and the purple followed her.”
“Is that seriously a thing?”
“Yes!” He giggled. “Wizzy didn’t know it existed either.” He looked at me so seriously. “But now she does.”
Wizzy because she whizzed in the pool. That was amazing. And maybe that information would somehow be useful whenever Isabella decided to torture me next. I looked over my shoulder at Kennedy and Isabella dancing.
“Hey.” Matt turned my face back toward him. “Are we okay? I swear I don’t have any other secrets.”
I swallowed hard. Maybe he didn’t. But I did. I stared into his eyes. He was drunk. He might not remember this. But I needed to tell him anyway. “When we weren’t talking…I kind of started hanging out with someone else.”
“Felix is dumb. Don’t date him.” He stuck out his tongue.
I laughed. “Not Felix.”
“James is dumb too. He’s the worst. He’s not my friend anymore.”