“Okay,” she says thoughtfully. “Pick something else.”
My brows furrow. “What?”
“Let’s be honest,” she says with a tight smile. “Kaylah isn’t a little girl and if she’s managed to get Jesse’s attention, then that little girl you once knew is now a wild, foxy, minx. So, it’s probably best you don’t know where they are because I can guarantee that Jesse is probably buried balls dee-”
“Stop” I demand, my eyes widening at the horrors of her words. Does she realize this is my innocent baby sister who I used to help sneak candies from above the fridge when mom wasn’t looking? “I cannot hear this.”
“That’s what I thought,” she says with a teasing glisten in her eyes. “Now, what else do you need?”
I look over at the dance floor and realize that Tora’s question is right on. She’s a need, not a want. “Elle,” I say, oozing confidence.
“What?” Tora says, scrunching up her face, confused by my declaration.
“Look at her, dude.” I grab her by the shoulders and spin her until she’s got the perfect view of Elle dancing with Courtney and Brylee while making me ache with need. Tora nods, clearly seeing what I’m seeing. After all, she’d have to be blind not to. Elle is simply stunning.
“You realize she isn’t an object?” Tora says flatly. “If you want her, then you have to win her over and fast because she’s not going to stay single for long. I mean, every guy here is staring at her like she’s their next meal. In fact, you better get in there and save her from them.”
And there’s my issue. “How?” I whine, knowing better than anyone that Elle isn’t someone a man can just claim.
Tora shrugs, taking another sip. “Figure it out, dude. I’ve got my own problems.”
I let out a sigh before leaving Tora alone to enjoy her party, though it may have a little something to do with the fact that Nate’s eyes are piercing into the back of my head and if I stay here a second longer than necessary, I’ll end up at the bottom of the pool.
So instead, I sit back and watch my girl have the time of her life. She dances with her friends with a smile on her face that would bring any man to his knees. She does shots, she sings at the top of her lungs, and she pushes every asshole who dares come near her away.
She’s everything. Abso-fuking-lutely everything.
I can’t resist her any longer. I’ve got to have her.
Elle catches my eyes as I stride towards her and not once does she prepare herself to blow me off, as I reach her, my arms instantly circle her waist and I glue myself to her back so she can continue dancing. She looks back over her shoulder and grins up at me as her sexy little body grinds against me. “This is the best day.”
“Damn fucking straight, it is.”
A giggle bubbles up her throat and she turns back before letting herself get lost in the music. I’ve never quite seen her like this. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen her dancing at parties, but she’s always maintained some kind of control. Right now, she’s letting herself go and finally allowing herself to truly have fun, and fuck, I love it.
We dance and party before each refilling our drinks. There’s talking, laughter, ridiculous little dares, and at one stage, there’s even one hell of an adorable little snort that has her eyes bulging in embarrassment.
The night goes on and over the past few hours, she’s not once left my side. She sits on my lap with her fingers laced through mine and while it’s just me and her, I can’t help but need more. I want to be alone with her and tune out the rest of the world.
My fingers squeeze her waist. “Hey,” I murmur, nuzzling into her neck. “Do you want to go for a walk?”
Elle nods before silently jumping off my lap and tugging on my hand to pull me up behind her. We get lost in the crowd and finally come out the other end to where the music is just a distant buzz.
We end up walking out around the back of the pool house and as we approach the back door, I pull her towards it. “We can’t go in there,” she laughs, pulling back on me. “There’s about a 100 percent chance that there’s an orgy going on in there and if anything, Brylee and Tyson are the masterminds of it.”
“No way,” I tell her with a chuckle, still finding it amusing what we walked in to find in that shack earlier today. I open the door before sticking my head in and peering around. Elle does the same and before I know it, we’re both creeping in and double-checking that we’re not about to see some random couple getting their rocks off.