“Hell no. Let’s just hide out back here,” Kode says, rolling his eyes. “This part of the yard is perfect. All the glam is inside. Aunt Lisa isn’t big on outdoor parties.”
I guzzle the last of my glass as Corbin leans down to my ear. “They wouldn’t let me go over there. What’d she say to you?”
I just shake my head. “Nothing much. Get drunk with me.”
I turn around as a slow smile spreads across his face. “You want to get drunk with me?”
“Yeah. Just push me away in a nice way when I start getting too touchy.”
His smile slips just as Bella inserts herself a little closer. “You get touchy?”
“Only with Corbin!” Maverick says in a singsong voice.
I don’t respond as Kode pours me another glass from a big bottle of… Oh damn. That’s whiskey. No wonder it burns going down.
I’ll be drunk in no time, and I hope Corbin remembers the rules. I know I sure as hell won’t.
***
CORBIN
Ruby laughs in my lap before kissing a small trail up my neck, and I groan as I resist every fucking urge to break all our rules.
This is the true meaning of torture—having exactly what you want without actually having what you want.
“She really is touchy,” Bella says with a grin, winking at me.
Apparently she knows what everyone else knows—Ruby and I should be together. Just don’t tell Ruby that.
“Fuck,” I groan when she turns to straddle me, getting a better angle on my neck as her tongue does things that I think is illegal in some states. “Someone distract me before I do something stupid.”
Maverick bursts out laughing, and Ruby grins against my neck as her tongue continues to dance across my skin. When she sucks and bites on a spot behind my ear, I grip her hips and grind myself against her.
“Now!” I snap, hating this long-as-hell limo ride.
“Fine. Fine,” Maverick snickers, turning his drink up as he leans up against Bella. “Who was the latest Stepford your mother wanted to hook you up with?”
That helps ease some of the pain in my pants.
“Clingy, dramatic, looking for a husband, gushed about salmon puffs and doilies forever. Yeah… Thanks. That actually helps.”
Dane coughs when he laughs too hard, and Dale flips me off before saying, “Yeah, Aunt Lisa had someone for me there too. Tell her I have enough ‘help’ from my own mother.”
“Bet is was better than my Stepford,” I tell him.
“She couldn’t have been that bad,” Rain says while shaking her head.
“She could lose a guy in one hour instead of ten days,” I say before I think about it, and then curse internally seconds before Bella and Tria jump on that.
“You’ve watched that movie?!” they shout in unison.
“Corbin is a closet chick-flick lover,” Rain announces—like the traitor she is.
Ah, fuck. Is Ruby really sliding her hand under my shirt? Is she trying to make me a liar? Because I’m seconds away from fucking her right back—
“And Maverick’s a total closet boy-band lover,” Rain goes on, which immediately helps me feel distracted again.
“The fuck?!” he yells, throwing his hands up at her. “What did I do to deserve that? I’m being a good little boy over here right now!”
Everyone starts dying laughing as he leans back and pouts, but I get distracted when the lips I’ve been dodging like a pro are suddenly on mine. Ah hell.
It’s not a sloppy drunk kiss either. Ruby’s mouth on mine is like a live wire in water, and I forget about all those damn rules and promises as I kiss her back. She grinds on me harder as her tongue—her unmanning, ungodly, fucking amazing tongue—finds mine, and my hands slip around her to pull her closer.
“I thought you said not to let you do that,” Rain says, sounding all too amused.
My attention stays solely on the girl in my lap. I might not fuck her drunk, but I’ll sure as hell let her torture me like this.
No. No. Fuck me. No.
“Ruby,” I groan, breaking the kiss. “You don’t really want this.”
“I triple dare you to kiss me,” she murmurs against my lips, completely ruining my resolve.
“So what’s the rules on a drunk triple dare?” Bella muses, enjoying the hell out of this.
“They’re allowed,” Kode chuckles. “I remember Ruby upholding several of Corbin’s drunken triple dares, so it’s only fair he do the same.”
That’s all the encouragement I need. My lips find hers again, and I make up for all the years I’ve wanted her this way, because tomorrow she’ll kick my ass for this.
Worth it.
“This is her stop,” Maverick tells me, laughing now as Ruby starts making all kinds of sexy noises.
Ruby is so far gone that she won’t remember a damn thing tomorrow. Maybe.
With a lot of effort, I manage to unfold my body from the limo with Ruby still straddled against me and devouring me in every possible way. It takes a lot of work, but I break the kiss to speak through the open car door.