Dinner goes by all too soon and before I know it, I’m crushed into Sebastian’s arms before he drops down into his car and takes off with a promise to stop by as soon as he can.
Colton stands by my side and instantly curls a hand around my waist. “I haven’t seen you this happy in a while.
I curl into his hold, looking and meeting his hazel eyes. “Thank you for welcoming him in,” I murmur, pushing up onto my toes and brushing a kiss over his lips. “That meant the world to me.”
Colton smiles down at me and shrugs his shoulder. “To be honest, I really wanted to hate him, but he’s actually not a bad guy. A little rough around the edges though.”
I can’t help but laugh, feeling my eyes shining with happiness. “He’s so freaking rough around the edges.”
Colton pulls me along. “Come on,” he tells me. “It’s getting cold out here. I don’t want you getting sick.”
“Yes, sir,” I laugh, allowing him to drag me along.
“I heard a rumor about you today,” he says, making me roll my eyes. I think I’ve been the center of enough rumors to last me a lifetime. What could possibly be going around about me now? “Maybe you could clear it up for me because I’m kinda confused.”
Frustration takes over me but it’s not nearly enough to sour my fantastic mood. “Go on,” I say as we start climbing the millions of steps to the front door.
“Why does Casey seem to think you and her are best friends now?”
“Oh,” I laugh, looking up at him. “About that. There’s something you need to know …”Chapter 17I sit out by the pool on a beautiful, sunny, Saturday afternoon with Drix by my side and Casey on the other. Jess floats in the pool on a massive blow-up lounger while Harrison glares at us from the staff kitchen, busily making more cocktails than he’s ever made in his life.
Who knew if I just said please he’d be more than happy to help out? Though, that was after attempting to make our own and making a mess of the kitchen instead. It could also have something to do with the fact that Casey, Drix, and Jess are here, but either way, I’m winning today.
Who knew it could get so good? I have Colton, Sebastian, a bunch of incredible girlfriends and I’m living the life. You know, if you pretend there isn’t a rapist locked up in the dungeon, and what’s better, these people don't give a shit that I’m practically broke with no idea what I want to do with my life. They like me for me and that’s all that matters. Well, at least I think Casey does. The jury is still out on her but for now, she’s cool to chill.
After explaining the growing friendship between me and Casey to Colton, he gave it a thumbs up and told me that she’s a lot more like him than his mother or sister, but also warned me to watch out because she can have a mean streak when she doesn’t get her way, but don’t we all? Maybe it’s a chick thing.
“WHYYYYYYYY?” Jess whines from the pool sipping on the straw of her fifth cocktail as I re-adjust the strings of my black triangle bikini. “Who just ghosts a girl like that? Milo can go and suck my dick. I want him back. He was so good and caring and nice, and I swear, no one has ever eaten my pussy quite so delicately.”
My face scrunches up. Hearing about Milo’s sex life isn’t exactly something I want to hear about, especially if it’s coming from Jess. It’s one thing to listen to Milo’s confusion about the topic, but to hear the actual details. Nope, hard pass.
Hendrix laughs, more than familiar with Jess’ topic of conversations. “What did I tell you, girl? The only way to get over a guy is by getting under another, or on top. Whatever floats your boat.”
“But no one can do it like he did.”
“Like who did?” Comes a too chirpy voice from the back door.
Our heads whip around to find Spencer, Charlie, and Milo striding through the door, grinning at us as though they just walked in on a scene out of their wildest dreams.
“YOU,” Jess shrieks from the pool, pointing at Milo and rolling in her floating lounger to glare at him. “You ruined me for other dick.” Milo’s eyes bug out and as Jess attempts to scold him a little more, she slips straight off the edge of her lounger and straight into the pool with a screechy “Oh, fuck.”
The boys howl with laughter but I don’t miss the slight twinge of guilt dancing in Milo’s bright eyes.
As Jess flounders around in the pool, desperately attempting to save what’s left of her cocktail, the boys walk over and join us. Spencer drops down at the end of Drix’s sunbed, Milo all but overtakes mine while Charlie claims Jess’ vacated sunbed as his own.