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I start speed walking back toward solid ground. “You’re an idiot.”
He follows me and swings an arm over my shoulders. “And you, my dear, are a dirty birdy. So hot.”
I shrug him off and cross my arms over my chest. “Speaking of Kingston... is he here yet?”
Bentley nods slowly. “Just arrived. I’m supposed to lead you to the little private birthday celebration he has lined up.”
“It’s after midnight, so it’s technically not my birthday anymore.”
He produces a blunt and lights up. “C’mon, baby girl. Take a walk with me.”
“Fine,” I huff. “But you’re sharing that.”
He passes the joint to me. “I wouldn’t dream of it any other way.”
I take a hit and exhale slowly. “Where are we going?”
Bentley tips his chin. “Up that way a bit.”
I’m thankful I had the sense to change into flip-flops instead of try
ing to navigate the slightly damp terrain in heels.
“You got out of the hot tub just for this, huh?”
His lips turn up at the corners. “Nah. I got out of the hot tub when I saw you heading for the boathouse. You know, the place where you were not spying on people fucking.”
Shit. I didn’t think anyone was paying attention to what I was doing.
I point my finger at him. “If you ever repeat that, I swear to God, I will have your balls.”
He laughs, ruining the smoke rings he was blowing. “Aw, baby girl. You already have me by the balls. But I wouldn’t say no if you’d like to suck on them.”
I smack his arm. “Jesus, do you ever quit?”
Bentley shrugs. “I don’t know. Never had to really work for it before.”
I sigh. “You know that whatever happened in that pool house will never happen again, right?”
“Never say never.” He winks.
“What exactly did happen that night?”
Damn, I can’t believe I didn’t think to ask him before now. Bentley’s way more forthcoming than Kingston.
He bumps his arm into mine. “Nothing. Well, besides the really hot making out you saw on that video.”
I sigh. I knew there was little chance I slept with them that night, but it’s a relief knowing for sure.
My brows furrow. “Then... why? And why do I have such little memory of it?”
“Now those are questions for my dawg. I’m not even touching that.” He passes the joint back to me. “Chill, baby girl. It’s your birthday weekend. You can worry about the heavy shit on Monday.”
I take another drag, really feeling the buzz on that one. “How much farther?”
We’ve been walking for at least twenty minutes now. The sounds and lights from the party faded a while ago. Thankfully, the moon is full, so we have a decent amount of light since we’re walking along the shore and not under the trees.
Bentley stops. “We’re here.”
