If I didn’t know how sweet Aubrey was, I’d be a little terrified by the smile that spreads as Tiff talks.
“Oh you’re cute, babes. I don’t know if you’re new around here, but I’m not. And if you don’t get your body offmy boyfriend,I’m going to be happy to show you how to do so myself.”
If it’s possible, her eyes are twinkling at the thought of putting her hands on her. Tiff lets out a chuckle, and before anyone can figure out that Aubrey is moving, Tiff is knocked off my lap and flat on her back on the floor.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Tiff sputters.
“I gave you a warning.” Aubrey steps over her and takes up residence on my leg, keeping her gaze locked on Tiff. “It’s not my fault you don’t know how to listen.”
The rest of us are sitting in stunned silence, trying to reconcile the girl we know with this girl in front of us right now. Tiff struggles to get up, until Emma reaches out and pulls her off the floor.
“Bye, Tiff! So nice to see you,” Emma says in a sickly sweet voice.
She storms off, trying to straighten out her dress, and probably lick her wounds.
As soon as she’s out of sight, we all turn to Aubrey who slaps her hand over her mouth.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me.”
“Damn girl, if I’d known you had that in you I would have asked you to come help me out with her months ago!” Wyatt holds out his hand for a high-five.
“No! Gosh! That was so mean. I’m not like that. I mean I was like that, but not anymore!”
I wrap my arms around her middle, holding her close. Whispering in her ear, I say, “You called me your boyfriend.”
“That’s what you got out of all that?” She chuckles.
“It’s the only part that mattered to me, but I am glad to know you can handle yourself.” I kiss her cheek and then she’s stolen from me.
The girls pull her out to the dance floor and she’s lost in the crowd.
“Hot damn. Think she’ll leave me alone now? There’s none of you left to be a buffer.” Wyatt rolls his eyes.
“Depends. Did your dumb ass learn your lesson to keep it in your pants?” Wyatt glares at Roman’s comment but doesn’t answer.
“It’s been in my pants too long. Maybe I should go find him a friend for the night.” He chugs his beer and takes off into the throngs of people on the dance floor.
“That fucker won’t learn.” I laugh.
“Never.” They all echo.
After a few too many rounds of beer and shots, Aubrey is collapsed on my lap, fading from all the dancing she’s done with the girls tonight.
“My feet are going to fall off,” she whines.
“I believe it. Wanna go home?”
She rests her forehead in the crook of my neck. “I don’t want the night to end.” She kisses her way up my neck.
“We can go back to my place if you want?”
“Mmhmm. I want that. Very much.” Now her hand is running up the back of my neck into my hair.
“Are you sure? Is this a decision being made on alcohol or you really want this?”
“I didn’t have any alcohol in me when I put on what I got underneath these clothes. I want you, Cooper.Allof you.” Her words give me an instant hard on that I know is digging into her ass. “I see you like that idea.”
“More than you know, gorgeous.” I lift up, taking out my wallet and throwing money on the table. “Let’s go.”
