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My sangria was Luna’s favorite, but even so, Jessie had created a signature cocktail for the evening, something that included vodka, champagne, lemon juice, blue curaçao and a maraschino cherry, with a sparkly silver, sugar rim served in a stemless flute (and if you wanted to up the cool factor, Jess would drop a piece of dry ice in it to make it bubble and smoke).
With this, Luna had laid out her usual spread of finger foods, chips and dips, and her homemade pimento cheese spread.
The centerpiece of this was a tall cake on a cake stand with midnight blue frosting, and in it (actuallyin the frosting) were yellow streaks of shooting stars, white specks, purple and lighter blue gradation, with gold and silver macarons, candy stars and glitter stuck to the side, with a huge white moon on the top with a gold chocolate star that saidHappy Birthday.
I’d be jealous of this cake, but I got the same from Willow, The Surf Club’s baker. It was one of the presents I looked forward to every year, because it was always a spectacle, and it tasted divine.
Cap and I had taken our second selfie in front of the backdrop (and that one wastotallygoing in a frame since we were kissing in it, though, the first one from the Botanical Gardens was too). Then he took a picture of me and Luna, I took a picture of him and Luna. After that, he took a picture of Luna, Jessie, Harlow and me.
There was music, laughter and loud conversation, and Cap was demonstrating his skill with small talk wasn’t a one off at the Oasis shindig.
Now he was on the balcony talking with Jacob, which meant Alexis was with us, hanging by Jessie, who always manned the bar at Luna’s parties, not only as her way to give back, but also because mixology was not her vocation, it was her calling.
And that was when it happened.
Harlow saw them first, and therefore, her voice was breathy and wondrous when she asked, “What…is…happening?”
We all looked the direction she was looking, and we all froze.
Update: I’d asked and Luna had lifted the ban on newbies at her party.
In other words, she’d said Cap could invite his buds.
I knew Liam, and honestly, his tall, perfect skin, fabulous body, sweet smile, and gorgeous chocolate-eyed good looks were enough.
But with him was a man who was maybe two inches shorter than him. His close-cropped hair and neatly trimmed beard were black as soot but the hair had a healthy, midnight gleam. His eyes were a dreamy blue. His body was made up of bulky muscle. And his sex appeal was near on menacing. I was scared of him, and if I didn’t have Cap, I knew I would have wanted to jump him, and these sensations hit me both at the same time.
If this wasn’t enough, with him was a dude that had to be taller than Cap by two inches, and he wasbuilt. His dark-brown hair was cut close at the sides, but styled to messily flip back at the top (though, the top was still short, just short-ish). He had dark scruff, deep-set, hooded eyes, the color of which I couldn’t decipher from my distance, but they looked hazel. There was a subtle cleft in his chin, and he had the most perfect jawline and nose I’d ever witnessedin my life.
This meant one of these guys was Knox, but I had no clue who the other one was.
Liam spied me, tagged the other two and headed our direction.
“Oh my God, they’re coming over here,” Harlow whispered, grabbing hold of my arm in a way I nearly spilled some of my cocktail.
Liam smiled at me.
When he did, one of my crew made a noise like she’d been socked in the stomach. Another one whimpered. A third one (Harlow) let out a nervous giggle.
The last one, Luna, whispered, “I’m actually having an orgasmright now.”
“Hey, Raye,” Liam said when he made it to us.
“Hey, Liam,” I replied, and I didn’t know him all that well, but I still went in to touch my cheek to his.
He put his hand on my waist lightly when I did it, which told me I did the right thing.
I moved back, and he looked to Luna.
“Hey, Luna. Happy birthday,” he said, then offered her the bottle of Dom he was carrying.
“Class,” Jessie mumbled.
Totes!
“Thanks, Liam,” she said, taking it.
Harlow had let me go, but now she was tapping me incessantly on my arm.
