have fun, huh?” The look in her eyes says she’s trying to be seductive.
“Yeah, I’m going to get something stronger.” I leave Jax to deal with her.
I almost want to play the twin game, where we fuck with everyone, telling them that we are each other. It works great at parties. Tess is the only one who can always tell us apart. We can even trick my parents sometimes.
Sauntering into the kitchen, I pour myself a cup of my dad’s bourbon. I want to get shit-faced. The first bottle is already gone, and we just arrived.
“Can you make me one of those?” Looking over, I see a small pretty blonde smiling up at me. The way she holds herself indicates that she’s with Zack’s brother’s group.
“Sure,” I say, pouring some into a cup and handing it to her.
“What’s your name?” She licks her lips before she takes a sip.
As I stare down at my drink, I smirk. She wants me. I should be flattered. Instead, my mind flashes to Tess and how if this situation were reversed, I would freak.
Quickly I down my shot, letting the burn subside before I answer her.
“Reed.” My eyes sweep her body. In my defense, most of it is on display. Short skirt, short top, with boots.
“I’m Zoe.”
The bourbon goes straight to work. I already feel that magical numbness. “Well, Zoe, have fun.”
“Wait.” She grabs my arm. “Do a shot with me,” she says, licking her lips again. Her hand casually stays on my bicep. I need to get the fuck away from this one. Looking down at her, I make a bad decision and pour two more.
“I have a girlfriend.” We clink our plastic cups.
Her eyes narrow as she slams the shot with barely a shudder. “That’s too bad. Is she here?”
Ignoring her, I grab the bottle and make my way to the game room to play pool.
“I’m next,” I inform David and Kyle, choosing a cue to chalk up.
“How about we play partners, Reed?” Zoe purrs, brushing her breasts against my arm. Fuck, why can’t girls accept when I say I have a girlfriend, that means no?
“I thought I left you in the kitchen.”
“Reed, you’re such a dick.” David steps over to Zoe like a pathetic puppy. She doesn’t spare him a glance.
“Can’t get rid of me that easily,” she coos.
David’s eyes are worshipping Zoe like she’s a Victoria’s Secret model.
Taking pity on him, I decide to give him some sound advice. “If you want girls to want you, you need to be a dick.”
David coughs, his face turning pink. Zoe wrinkles her nose.
Whatever. I tried. “Zoe, this is David. He wants to be your white knight.”
If possible, David’s face turns even redder. God, I truly am a dick. I need to find Jax. It’s obvious I shouldn’t be on my own tonight.
“What if I want a dark knight?” Zoe hops onto the edge of the pool table, her short skirt riding up so that David and I have a perfect view of her red panties. Averting my eyes, I try to look at anything else. The last thing I need to happen is for someone to see this girl and mention it to Tess.
“I’ll be back with my brother,” I say, leaving before Zoe can stop me.
I find Jax upstairs with the redhead doing shots. Great!
“Jax,” I yell over the music, “let’s play pool.”
He looks over, a wicked grin on his face. “Sure.” Taking the redhead’s hand, he follows me.
Zoe perks up as soon as I return, her eyes narrowing on Jax.
“Wow, there are two of you?” She’s practically drooling. I want to tell her we don’t turn fifteen for a couple months, just to fuck with her. I’m guessing she thinks we’re older, but I won’t. It would mess up Jax’s chances of getting laid tonight. Instead, I take another shot and keep quiet.
The two girls are crap pool players. I have nothing to talk about except that I miss my girlfriend. Somehow, I think that might be a buzzkill. So, I spend the next couple of hours trying to keep Zoe’s hands from wandering to places they shouldn’t. Jax has disappeared with the redhead, and I’m completely drunk. Out of the corner of my eye, I try to focus on the girls from school. They’re whispering and trying to act like they’re not watching Zoe and me.
Zoe rubs her small body against me. “I want to fuck you,” she slurs in my face, her hands grabbing my dick. Shit, this